The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

In some dense jungle areas, a small path has been worn out by the many people who have walked there.

The path meandered upwards, surrounded by verdant mountains, obscuring the view above.

There was no one on the road anymore. Han Cuiyin took out a jade bead and threw it directly on the ground.

The jade bead shattered, revealing Mo Bing lying there.

Mo Bing looked around blankly before realizing that she had entered Qing Shuang Mountain.

He originally planned to hide in the Pinglian Mountains and secretly follow them, taking the opportunity to kidnap the people back to the ancestor.

The young master before him was unpredictable, so he dared not act rashly at the moment and could only wait for another opportunity.

Mo Bing lowered her eyes, her emotions not showing. "Young Master, shall we go to the central area now?"

"Of course!" Han Cuiyin replied calmly, but she was somewhat puzzled as to what had happened in the Pinglian Mountains.

A year ago, this place still had a certain spiritual energy.

But things are very different now.

The outer layer of the Pinglian Mountains is no different from ordinary mountains, and it is not as rich in spiritual energy as Qingshuang Mountain.

Why have such big changes occurred in just a few months?

Luo Jingqian also noticed, and leaned closer to her and said:

"There have been changes here. Could it be related to my uncle's side?"

When Hongshan heard him call him "uncle," she couldn't help but glance at him. This man was truly cunning; Cuiyin hadn't even noticed.

She's been reading dozens of storybooks lately, and the love stories they tell are really captivating.

"Lead the way!" Redwood whipped Mo Bing with a branch, forcing Mo Bing to speed up.

Seeing this, Sequoia quickly gave chase.

She may not have many other skills, but she has an exceptionally keen eye.

Qinghe had specifically reminded her that the two of them became friends after fighting over the storybooks, and naturally, they would bring this shared hobby into reality.

Besides Luo Jingqian, she had no one else to refer to.

Han Cuiyin, unaware of Hongshan's thoughts, continued walking side by side with Luo Jingqian.

“That’s where I used to cultivate!” She pointed to a spot about several dozen meters down the path. “There’s a big rock over there. I’ll go put it in my storage bag.”

"So that's where it was! No wonder you were avoiding it; you could see the situation down there perfectly clearly."

Luo Jingqian smiled helplessly; they really were destined to be together.

Recalling what happened that day, Han Cuiyin's head throbbed slightly, and she only recovered somewhat after circulating her internal energy.

The two men put away the large rock and followed closely behind the redwood.

Once inside the mountains, the red fox felt like it had returned home. Everything seemed friendly to it, and it skipped and hopped along the way, very happy.

"Be careful!" Luo Jingqian had been keeping an eye on Mo Bing, and when he saw him suddenly disappear, he quickly shielded Han Cuiyin behind him.

Han Cuiyin held a wisp of black mist in her hand. "I didn't expect this person to have a trick up their sleeve! But trying to escape won't be so easy."

With a gentle squeeze, the black mist dissipated and was consumed by the flames in his hand.

With a hand seal, Mo Bing appeared, seemingly drawn by an invisible thread, and knelt directly at Han Cuiyin's feet.

"I originally intended to spare your life, but you're ungrateful! Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish."

Han Cuiyin placed her hand on Mo Bing's head and examined his memories.

Where Mo Bing had just knelt, only a mist of blood remained.

Han Cuiyin's face was visibly pale.

Luo Jingqian helped the person up, then squatted down. "I told you I don't use my divine sense, why won't you listen? Get on!"

Before she could react, Hongshan pushed her and she landed on Luo Jingqian's back.

Both of them were dressed as men, and there was nothing wrong with it.

This time, it will be Han Cuiyin who gives directions.

At the three-way intersection, I chose the middle path, which was obviously less frequented by pedestrians.

"Young lady, we must be wary of this girl!"

Fei Ling sighed.

After Fei Yu led Old Madam Han down the mountain, the two of them chased after them.

Since we couldn't fly in the mountains, we had to run to find them.

There was no trace of Han Lingzhi or the Third Prince along the way.

"Girl, what exactly are we looking for in the mountains?" Fei Ling asked, puzzled as to why they insisted on following these people.

She had just reached the middle stage of the Innate Realm a few days ago with Han Yueshi's help, and was thinking of consolidating her progress.

As she wandered aimlessly through the Pinglian Mountains, she seriously wondered if the girl had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

“There must be treasures in the Pinglian Mountains! Lianyao is also here. Han Cuiyin’s uncle has gone missing. Perhaps there is some kind of opportunity involved.”

Han Yueshi stared at the narrow path in the middle, revealing a determined air, "No matter what's in there, I'm going to snatch it!"

Once Lianyao is found and the auspicious cloud jade bottle is in hand, any treasure will belong to her.

Angry curses echoed from the spirit boat high in the sky:

"Just one step away! Why couldn't Mo Bing have waited a little longer before making her move!"

Mo Changdao now looks like a wilted eggplant, his face visibly haggard.

Mo Bing was his only remaining apprentice, and now he too has lost his life at the hands of others.

A cloud of black mist shot out from the memorial tablet. "It landed directly in mid-air; we've been discovered!"

The Mo family patriarch's voice was flat and even.

Just now, Mo Bing used the last life-saving measure he gave them, and they found his location.

Despite rushing, we were still a step too late.

They watched helplessly as he turned into a bloody mist.

The Mo family patriarch was overjoyed; that person's cultivation was not low, making him an excellent vessel.

If he could obtain that body, living for a thousand years would be no problem.

Given enough time, there's always a way.

The wolf in the Cloud Kingdom has lived for five thousand years.

The Mo family patriarch was clamoring in his heart that he must capture that Yan Er.

Mo Changdao's eyes were bloodshot, and he vowed to avenge his disciple.

Upon reaching the high altitude where Mo Bing had turned into blood mist, Mo Changdao carefully put away the spirit tablet, propelled the spirit boat to its limit, and then descended from the sky.

Meanwhile, Han Cuiyin and her group continued their journey.

"That Mo family patriarch is unpredictable. We must stay away from him in the future, unless we reach the Nascent Soul stage."

After Han Cuiyin recovered, she whispered a reminder in Luo Jingqian's ear.

The cold voice made Luo Jingqian feel a little uncomfortable. "What did you discover in Mo Bing's memories?"

His voice was a little hoarse.

"Are you cold? Your voice sounds different. Put me down!"

"It doesn't matter! What did that old ancestor of the Mo family do?" Not only did he not let go, but he also increased his strength.

Han Cuiyin could only let him carry her on his back.

"The Mo family patriarch left a mark on the minds of all Mo family members, but they were unaware of it. If the Mo family patriarch took a fancy to someone's body, he could directly possess that body."

The reason why he has not succeeded for so many years is that no member of the Mo family can withstand his spirit; the body of the person whose body is possessed will immediately collapse.

Yan was born with a strong physique, and because of her appearance, she caught the eye of the Mo family patriarch.

This time, my uncle was completely innocent.

Luo Jingqian could no longer hide his dejection. "With my body like this, who would want me? I live for today, not for tomorrow, just one day at a time."

Han Cuiyin could only pat him on the shoulder, "There will always be a way! Once my uncle is rescued and Qingyun is found, I will find a cure for you."

"it is good!"

So what if he's behind others? At least Cuiyin is willing to help him.

Luo Jingqian tried to comfort himself.

After that, as if divinely inspired, he reduced the three-day journey to two days.

"This is where my uncle went missing!"