He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

Perhaps it was because he had already come to regard Yan Jiayu and Si Fan as one in his heart.

Yan Jiayu's cold and arrogant demeanor, in Xiao Xuan's eyes, unexpectedly had a touch of cuteness despite its fierce appearance.

Xiao Xuan was not intimidated by his imposing manner; instead, he reached out and rubbed Yan Jiayu's head again.

Finally, he patted her reassuringly.

Her pale pink lips parted slightly, uttering a word that nearly made Yan Jiayu furious: "Good girl."

Seeing Yan Jiayu's terrified expression, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but chuckle softly.

This was the first time Xiao Xuan had laughed so freely in front of others. Yan Jiayu, who was originally about to get angry, met Xiao Xuan's handsome face with a smile in his eyes, and his anger instantly vanished.

"Fine, considering you're the Empress I've chosen, I'll let you off this time," Yan Jiayu said arrogantly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Yan Emperor," Xiao Xuan replied with a smile.

Although he spoke half-heartedly, Yan Jiayu felt extremely comfortable listening to him.

Just as Yan Jiayu was about to ask how to escape this illusion, a black figure swiftly pulled Xiao Xuan out of the hot spring pool.

He looked at Yan Jiayu with a wary expression.

Yan Jiayu instinctively wanted to attack.

"Don't do it."

A clear, melodious voice echoed through the cave.

The one who spoke was Xiao Xuan, who was in the hands of the man in black.

Yan Jiayu carefully examined the newcomer. He was surrounded by demonic energy, wielding a demonic spear, and his eyes were bloodshot.

If you ignore the demonic aura emanating from him and his crimson eyes, his appearance is about 80-90% similar to his.

Yan Jiayu's face stiffened.

In his memories of his previous two lives, after Yan Jiayu went to the upper sect, he rarely appeared in public and never had any interaction with the Demon Lord.

The only connection they likely had was when the Demon Lord led ancient demonic beasts to smash the pillar of heaven, causing the world to collapse and him to perish along with it.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiayu's gaze toward the Demon Lord couldn't help but carry a hint of annoyance.

The Demon Lord Si Fan in the illusion ignored Yan Jiayu's anger and transformed into a small black snake to entangle Xiao Xuan and assert his dominance.

Yan Jiayu's body stiffened instantly. Although he was standing alone in the Spirit Spring Pool, his body felt as if he were embracing Xiao Xuan, and a feeling of attachment that did not belong to him filled his heart.

There was also an inexplicable longing.

Xiao Xuan subconsciously reached out and touched the little black snake in his arms, and Yan Jiayu also felt the cool, slender fingers stroking his back.

The stiff body gradually relaxed.

Yan Jiayu sat back down in the spiritual spring pool; he needed to calm down.

They look alike and feel connected, so to say that he has no relation to the Demon Lord in front of him is an overstatement.

He himself wouldn't believe that.

Yan Jiayu's heart was in turmoil, but he didn't show it on his face. His voice was hoarse and his expression was serious.

Xiao Xuan carried the little black snake down into the spirit spring pool.

Soaking in the spiritual spring pool was very comfortable. It was rare for the illusion to have such a good atmosphere this time, so Xiao Xuan was not in a hurry to break the illusion.

the other side

药谷

Wu Chen broke two more restrictions and obtained two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Seeing that Xiao Feng seemed a little absent-minded, he comforted him, "Xiao Feng, I'll definitely be fine, don't worry."

Xiao Feng nodded. He also felt that Xiao Xuan would be alright, but he was still a little worried since he hadn't seen him.

Xiao Feng: "Senior brother, take another look, has Xiao Xuan returned?"

Wu Chen glanced around and shook his head.

Xiao Feng: "..."

Song Zhixi finally produced a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, and her previously unpleasant expression softened slightly.

On the imperial side, Chen Yao and his group were quite lucky, having already unearthed six thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Three trees over a thousand years old have also sprouted in Yanyun.