Yaoguang Fairy Path

Ye Shuyao nodded slightly, gently collecting the Ice Lotus Purifying Fire into her sea of consciousness, and prepared to continue forward. However, deep in the silent forest, a sudden sense of danger surged like an undercurrent, quietly approaching. She turned abruptly and saw behind her an ancient, towering tree, its branches twisting cunningly like a snake, relentlessly winding towards her.

Ye Shuyao's eyes glared, and she instantly swung the Ice Soul Sword she held tightly in her hand. Sharp flashes of sword light, carrying icy spiritual power, slashed at the entwined vines. However, the ancient tree seemed to possess some kind of miraculous regenerative ability. The severed branches instantly grew back, as if they could never be completely destroyed.

Amidst the fierce battle, Ye Shuyao's eyes gleamed with determination. Her form was nimble, her sword gleaming like frost, and every swing of her sword held unfathomable spiritual power. However, the ancient tree's vines were like an endless ocean; no matter how hard she cut, more branches always surged towards her.

About three meters from Ye Shuyao, Long Wuji stood quietly in mid-air. He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep and far-reaching, as if taking in the entire battle. His face was expressionless, but a playful glint flickered in his dark eyes.

Ye Shuyao's brows knitted together as she sensed the strange fluctuations lurking deep within the ancient tree's vines. She took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on the tree's core. Suddenly, she discovered a clue to something unusual: a faint energy fluctuation emanating from the tree's heart.

Ye Shuyao acted without hesitation, weaving nimbly through the dense vines like a fish swimming through thick grass. She deftly dodged the vines' attacks and ultimately reached the heart of the ancient tree.

She concentrated all her spiritual energy and struck fiercely, instantly shattering the heart of the ancient tree. An inner core emitting a faint glow emerged. Ye Shuyao quickly took the inner core into her pocket. At the same time, she was pleasantly surprised to find that next to the inner core, there lay a strange seed - the seed of the blood-sucking demon vine.

She carefully collected the seeds of the Blood-killing Demon Vine and then took them back to her frost space.

Ye Shuyao planted the seeds of the blood-sucking demon vine next to the spiritual liquid pool, looking forward to its growth.

Recalling her experience in the peach forest, Ye Shuyao was extremely grateful to Long Wuji.

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It was the pool of spiritual liquid he had discovered. It originally belonged to Long Wuji, but his eyes clearly showed disdain for it. He didn't want it, but she did. This was a thousand-year-old spiritual liquid! Then she happily moved all the spiritual liquid into the Frost Dimension. This time, the spiritual energy here became denser, and the space became one cubic meter larger.

In the bamboo house, what Ye Shuyao used to heal her wounds was only diluted spiritual liquid, not a real spiritual pool.

After the blood-sucking demon vine was contracted by Ye Shuyao, Caiyun watered it with precious heavenly spring water.

The blood-sucking demon vine suddenly grew taller, rapidly growing to dozens of meters in length. Its branches and leaves were lush, and its entire body was glowing with a blood-red light, as if it had been given new life.

Under the gentle touch of Ye Shuyao's fingertips, the blood-sucking demon vine seemed to be given life, swaying gracefully, displaying its vitality like a naughty child. Ye Shuyao held Bingbing in her right hand, and her left fingertips gently stroked the vine, each movement revealing her deep love for this demon vine.

A gentle smile graced her face, her peach-pink lips slightly parted, and her voice was as sweet as a spring: "From now on, you will be called Chi Yan."

This name seemed to give the Blood-killing Demon Vine a new soul. It happily curled towards Ye Shuyao's wrist and elegantly wrapped around her fair wrist, like an exquisite and enchanting bracelet, which not only showed its beauty but also added to Ye Shuyao's charm.

Chi Yan gently swayed on Ye Shuyao's wrist, as if conducting some mysterious communication with her. This scene was as beautiful as a carefully painted scroll, and it made people fall in love with it.