Yaoguang Fairy Path

Outside a deep cave, a man bustled anxiously. His hair was slightly disheveled, and his light blue clothes fluttered in the wind, revealing a certain unruly and tenacious spirit. His gaze, sharp as a torch, was fixed fixedly on the monster ahead, about to be trapped.

Beside him, a graceful woman in pink stood, her eyes gleaming with determination. It was Baili Lingfeng and Li Yuru, who had also disappeared for a long time. The two worked together in perfect harmony, preparing to trap the rampaging monsters in one fell swoop.

Baili Lingfeng frowned as he quickly flipped through the books he had brought with him, searching for effective methods to deal with these monsters. Finally, he found a clue in an ancient tome—these monsters were actually afraid of the Heavenly Spirit Fire.

He was delighted and immediately told Li Yuru this important information. Then Baili Lingfeng took out a number of strange fire talismans that were flashing with blazing light from his storage ring.

This strange fire talisman contained a powerful flame force. Once activated, it could release flames powerful enough to incinerate everything. He carefully placed these strange fire talismans around the trapping array, interacting with the array to form an indestructible line of defense.

The two men stared nervously ahead, awaiting the monsters' arrival. When they finally appeared in their sight, Baili Lingfeng activated the Strange Fire Talisman without hesitation. Suddenly, a blazing flame erupted within the trap, encircling the monsters. Burned by the flames, the monsters let out shrill screams, each one trapped in their predicament.

Baili Lingfeng and Li Yuru smiled at each other, and the joy of victory appeared on their faces.

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Inside the bamboo house, soft sunlight filtered through the gauze-like curtains onto the bed. Ye Shuyao finally showed signs of waking up. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, fluttering gently.

As her consciousness gradually returned, the red dress on her body seemed to be injected with new vitality and began to shine brightly.

She wore a red dress woven from an extremely rare fire silk, its color as fiery as fire, yet revealing a mysterious depth. Embroidered with delicate cloud and flame patterns, the red dress rose and fell gently with her breathing, as if it had life.

Ye Shuyao's fingers moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. The eyes that had lost focus due to her coma now became clear and bright. She glanced at her surroundings, and then her eyes fell on the red dress she was wearing.

After a year of nurturing and recovery, Ye Shuyao's spirit had fully recovered. Feeling the spiritual energy surging through her body, she couldn't help but sigh that she had thought her life was over and blamed herself for being too careless.

She sat up and stretched her body gently. The red dress fluttered with her movements, like a burning flame jumping in the bamboo house.

Ye Shuyao took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air and warm sunshine. She stood up, her red dress fluttering in the wind, like a blooming flaming flower, emitting dazzling light in the bamboo house.

Wake up! Ye Shuyao, as if waking from a dream, looked towards the voice's owner with a hazy gaze. To her surprise, Long Wuji suddenly appeared in her sight like a mountain, which really surprised her. Could it be that he saved her?

Clearly, there was no one else here. Certain images kept flashing through her mind, and her signature smile involuntarily spread across her face. Her eyes were like crescent moons, and her embarrassment was palpable. She raised her hand and said with a somewhat unnatural smile, "Hehe~ Hi~ Boss, we meet again..."

Long Wuji walked up to Ye Shuyao expressionlessly, his movements imbued with unquestionable authority. He leaned forward, his fingertips gently stroking her fair chin. Lifting it slightly, his enchanting, devilish face magnified before Ye Shuyao's eyes. His thin lips parted, his words tinged with a hint of teasing, "You little thing, you only know how to act aggressively in front of me, right?"

Ye Shuyao's heart skipped a beat. This sentence made her feel a little uneasy, but at the same time, she felt a little puzzled. She tried to find the deeper meaning of the words, but she had no clue.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Senior." Ye Shuyao took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing her doubts, and replaced them with a grateful expression. She reminded herself that now was not the time to dwell on these things. After all, the person in front of her had saved her life.

"What a joke! Will a psychopath save me?" She thought to herself in a self-deprecating way, raising her hand to gently brush away Long Wuji's fingertips. Her voice was a little weak, but her tone was firm: "Just talk, don't touch me..."

A flicker of displeasure flashed across Long Wuji's eyes, and he frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Ye Shuyao's reaction. But in an instant, he regained his composure, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Senior? Haha, then let me, as a senior, take good care of you, a junior."

Ye Shuyao suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. She felt that Long Wuji's eyes had become sharper, as if he wanted to see through her heart. She couldn't help but shudder and tried to look back at him with a more determined look.

Long Wuji's playful look made Ye Shuyao feel a little uncomfortable. He slowly said, "She's as weak as a chicken. Then, insert a spell into her forehead and refine it within three days. Otherwise, you'll never leave here."