Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Fan Ning had no intention of staying in the Abyss of Demonic Beasts for long, or rather, for her, time was always precious enough.

So, on the second day after she met up with Ling You, she led her men on the road to the demon world.

The entrance to the Demon Realm was not difficult to find. It was separated from the Immortal Realm by only a small river. However, the river water had its own strangeness. From a distance, it seemed to have no deterrent power and one could cross it with just a light step - but in fact, once one stepped into the water's edge, one would be completely enveloped by a red mist.

The people who live here call it the "Soul-Eating Mist."

It’s because no one who has strayed in, regardless of gender, age or status, has ever returned intact. Even if there are a few lucky ones, they are kept secret and may even become an empty shell in just a few days.

Later, the situation got better after some monks from the sect came to guard the place.

But as people stopped exploring, the guards here relaxed a lot, so that the two people who were already prepared jumped over without much effort.

The moment they stepped into the red mist, Fan Ning smiled and took Ling You's hand.

The two people's voices disappeared in the night, and the movement was very small, only slightly startling a few crows in the trees.

"Another person who wants to die has appeared here."

The two opened their eyes, and a very faint figure appeared in the forefront of their sight, like a red rose growing out of the fog. The slightly exposed eyes were blurry, and only the jade-like, warm and white pipe in the hand became the center of all attention.

"Don't go any further."

Fan Ning smiled and let Ling You reveal some demonic energy first.

As the evil spirit emerged, the expression of the person in the fog changed instantly. She seemed to be recalling something. After a moment, her body in the fog swayed with the sound of the blowing wind.

"You are Yunniang's child," she pointed the white jade pipe in her hand directly at Ling You, her tone was hard to tell whether it was helpless or intimate, "You finally came back here."

"Why, you came to see your useless father?"

"He's dead." Ling You was obviously surprised to hear the name of his long-deceased mother from this man's mouth. He spoke in a deep voice, forcibly suppressing his emotions, and asked in return, "What is your relationship with my mother?"

"Hmm..." The figure solidified a little, as if he was thinking seriously. But not long after, a somewhat playful voice came out from the fog, "As for your relationship with Yunniang... I think she would give up your useless father for me."

Ling You was stunned and felt a little helpless.

"Just kidding, if your mother had such good taste, she wouldn't have fallen for that bastard your father."

The man in the fog snorted coldly. This time, he flicked his pipe and walked out of the fog calmly.

"I remember your name is... Ling You?" The woman pondered for a moment, then turned her gaze to Fan Ning, who had been silent from the beginning. Her voice was a little cold: "Take the woman you love and leave here... Going any further is not where you should go."

"Yunniang went to so much trouble to send you away... but she didn't mean to let you make the same mistake she did."

"It seems that there is something in the Demon Realm that Ling You cannot touch?"

Fan Ning noticed the hint of concern and uneasiness in the words. She smiled without showing any threat to the person opposite her. She only asked, "What if he absolutely has to go?"

"There's no place you have to go," the woman in the fog sighed softly. Compared to the mother in Ling You's memory, this person who was suspected to be his mother's friend seemed to have a more straightforward temper, even to the point of not knowing what euphemism was.

"You're not like me, trapped in this fog. Even if you get into trouble, why don't you just run away somewhere else? Why do you have to go to such a dangerous place?"

"The current Demon Lord is a madman. I've seen many people die here. Each and every one of them can no longer be considered human."

They have no emotions, no independent will, and are just puppets that blindly carry out orders.

The woman in the fog thought of the lifeless eyes of those people who died here. It just flashed through her mind, and she still felt her scalp tingling.

But Ling You shook his head slightly.

He didn't know how to refuse the kindness of an elder - especially since this elder came from his mother who passed away early.

The truth is...people and things related to his mother have long been too far away from him.

"Thieves may steal for a thousand days, but hearing this sentence won't keep you on your guard against thieves for a thousand days," Fan Ning took the initiative and stepped forward. Seeing the woman's expression change instantly after hearing this, she still felt it was not enough and continued to exaggerate, "Since I'm being targeted, whether to be cooked into a dish or to fight that knife...this shouldn't require too much thought."

"That bastard actually set his sights on you," the face of the person in the fog gradually became clear. Ling You observed her expression and was a little stunned after catching the obvious anger on that beautiful face.

"He's been targeting me for a long time," Ling You decided to stick to the facts so as to tell the elder the seriousness of the matter. "If I'm not mistaken, he issued an order regarding me from the first day I arrived in the world of immortal cultivation."

"...He really did know," the man in the fog had an ugly and heavy expression, as if he really wanted to go out and smash the demon lord on the head with his pipe, but had to endure the heaviness because of the current situation.

"Do you know what's hidden on you?"

Ling You perked up completely and asked eagerly, "What on earth is there on me...that he's coveting?"

"..."

"You don't know?" The man in the fog realized that he was actually asking him a question, and his expression became strange. He seemed shocked by this situation, and then said helplessly: "I don't know what you have, but..."

"Yunniang knows it very well," she paused, as if the expression on her face had never changed, and said nonchalantly, "Since she doesn't want you to know, she must have her reasons."

What is hidden may never be something worth looking forward to.

Fan Ning continued, "Well... I do have some ideas."

Two pairs of surprised eyes looked over at the same time.

Fan Ning pinched his chin and did not say it directly, but denied the speculation that was out in the open from the beginning.

She remembered the flaw that the Demon Lord revealed during that confrontation.

"The reason why a secret is a secret is because no one knows it," Fan Ning looked at the other end of the red mist, his eyes narrowed slightly as if he really saw something.

"I don't know what Ling You's parents left behind, but luckily..."

"I happen to know a little about the answer that the Demon Lord wants."