My best friend asked me if I was still doing system tasks.

Hua Zhihuan and other high-ranking cultivators from various sects, watching Qi Huixian's fluid and graceful movements, gained a new understanding of his cultivation level and his mastery of the divine artifact.

His cultivation must have improved considerably over the past few hundred years, yet the Shiren Sect has kept it a secret. It seems the Shiren Sect will remain the number one sect in the Southern Yue Divine Continent for another thousand years.

Qi Huixian gazed at the crumbling Invitation Fragrance Secret Realm, her hands, hidden beneath her wide sleeves, trembling slightly—

This alchemy cauldron is incorrect.

Ordinary high-level cultivators cannot create such a magical artifact; he almost failed to break the cauldron with the Heavenly Rain technique.

This means that the person who refined this cauldron either had a higher cultivation level than him, or also possessed a divine artifact.

Qi Huixian informed the cultivators guarding the spirit boat and then broke through the void to return to the Shiren Sect.

Hua Shiqing, the leader of the Shiren Sect, smiled when he saw Qi Huixian return, but he quickly noticed the seriousness beneath his calm exterior.

Hua Shiqing dismissed the young Daoist disciples beside him and set up an array to prevent them from spying, asking, "Yu Chen, what's wrong with you? Could it be that those disciples weren't rescued?"

Qi Huixian sat down opposite Hua Shiqing and said, "No, apart from the destruction of the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, no cultivators perished this time."

I have something else to say.

Did Ji Daoyun tell you about the boundary river?

Hua Shiqing confirmed the incident, saying, "But he seemed hesitant to speak, and I don't know if he encountered any danger."

"I'm afraid so," Qi Huixian said. "You and I both know Ji Daoyun's identity."

If even he can't forcibly cross the boundary river, then there must be more than just void rifts and gales above it.

He dared not say much in the communication jade slip; either there was someone untrustworthy among his people, or something had gone wrong in our lives.

Qi Huixian recounted everything that happened in the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, saying, "No matter how weak I am now, Tianjiangyu is a divine artifact, and I should not feel any hesitation when facing magical artifacts other than divine artifacts."

"That cauldron is probably of extraordinary origin; at the very least, it's not something an ordinary person could create."

Hua Shiqing stroked his beard, his eyes deep in thought.

After a long pause, he asked, "Could you identify the materials used to make the pill-making cauldron? And the formation that trapped the cultivators?"

Qi Huixian shook her head: "If I had recognized it, I would have told you long ago."

There was only one illusion array I was somewhat familiar with; that large, nested array shaped like the Big Dipper was something I had never seen before.

Hua Shiqing's clear eyes were very deep: "This matter must be investigated, and not only investigated, but investigated with great fanfare."

Not only should we be aware of this, but all cultivators in the Canglan Realm should be on guard.

Lu Xizhou told me that the demon race even has missing nobles, and this matter should not be underestimated.

Qi Huixian nodded and said, "The Dao Discussion Conference will be held in four years. It will be our turn to host the Shiren Sect. Let's advertise to the world then."

During this period, the various sects spread the word. What do you think?

Hua Shiqing hummed in agreement: "Let's do it that way."

Two years later, during recruitment, he mentioned that three months later, every extra person saved counted.

*

After Ruan Chayan, Luo Hanying, and the others awoke inside the cauldron, they discovered that their dantian was sealed, their sea of ​​consciousness was in turmoil, their meridians were blocked, and there was no spiritual energy in the air.

Their bodies were all weakened to varying degrees. The illusion had eroded their souls, and the dark space had corroded their flesh, leaving them barely breathing.

Several cultivators with higher cultivation levels, including Lin Zhuzui, were still in relatively good spirits and got up to study what the lightless space they were in was.

However, no matter how much they touched around, they could only tell that they seemed to be trapped in a place similar to a furnace. No matter what they did, they could not find any trace of the formation, let alone find a way to break the formation and leave.

This place isolated their spiritual consciousness; there was no spiritual energy inside, and apart from hearing the continuous sound of the konghou (a type of Chinese harp), they could not communicate with the outside world.

At first, the people only complained about their physical discomfort, but later they could only cope with the pain by groaning.

The music prevented them from falling into the illusion's trap again, but it couldn't protect them from the harm they suffered.

Qi Huixian's arrow struck the cauldron, and the trembling of the arrow's tail brought everyone back to their senses. Then, as dawn broke, they escaped the cage in the blink of an eye.

Ruan Chayan was half-holding the nearly unconscious Luo Hanying. They only saw a light suddenly appear before them, and then they were enveloped by a cold aura and moved.

When the cold air was gone, I opened my eyes to find countless cultivators chattering and crowding around me.

The two of them rolled their eyes and fell into a complete coma.

In her hazy, half-awake state, Ruan Chayan heard three cultivators—one man and two women—whispering in her ear.

A female cultivator said, "These two are probably also independent cultivators, right? I haven't seen any sects come to claim them."

The male cultivator said, "I didn't see any sect tokens on him, so it's probably him."

The first female cultivator to speak asked with difficulty, "What should we do? We're all heading back to our sect; we can't possibly take these rogue cultivators with us, can we?"

Another female nun said, "Let's leave them in Yicheng. It won't delay our journey, and we can make sure they are settled in."

Another person said, "I will go and report to the elders right away."

"Senior sister, look, she's awake." The male cultivator noticed that Ruan Chayan had opened her eyes.

Jiang Yunling pouted, "Look, that one's awake too."

Luo Hanying was awakened by the system's incessant "beep beep" sound.

Jiang Yunling stepped forward to examine Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying, and then gave each of them a bottle of pills: "It's good that you're awake. These are the pills we prepared. Take them together and meditate to refine them. They will help you recover from your injuries."

The two thanked him repeatedly and found themselves sleeping in a room filled with beds, surrounded by men and women who were either sleeping or meditating.

Despite their discomfort, Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying exchanged a few pleasantries with them and learned about the current situation.

It turned out that after Qi Huixian rescued them, the alchemists from Shiren Sect and Yaoxian Valley stepped forward to set up an array, which initially stabilized the injuries of these cultivators who seemed to have had their life force drained.

After that, each sect took on its own disciples and requested assistance from the Blade Sect and the Medicine Immortal Valley alchemists. As for those who were not taken on, they were all placed together and checked on daily to help them heal.

More than ten days had passed since the fall of the Incense-Inviting Secret Realm, and there were not many people left who had not yet woken up. The Medicine Immortal Valley had taken the lead in returning, and the Blade-Showing Sect also planned to return to the sect to report. They had just been discussing how to settle these rogue cultivators.

Song Yingshi gently explained, "Now that you have awakened, if you feel there is nothing seriously wrong, you may leave on your own."

If you wish to continue receiving healing from our alchemy practitioners, you will need to pay with spirit stones.

Furthermore, we plan to arrange for the unconscious alchemists to reside in Yi City at the foot of Shiren Sect Mountain. If you wish to go, you can ride our spirit boat for free.

Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying thought that if there was a free trip to the Shiren Sect, then of course they should take advantage of it.