Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

"Yao Yao is actually a demon."

With the photographic stone as proof, they had no choice but to believe it.

Fairy Lingsu was filled with worry, while Qi Tianyuan remained calm and even had time to instruct Jinglin.

“When you travel alone, you will inevitably run into her. If you don’t have anything important to do, it would be good to go back to your sect to cultivate for a while.”

Jinglin agreed, saying, "I've been traveling around these past few days and have gained some insights, so I plan to go back and properly cultivate and digest them."

The group agreed that this time it was truly over.

On her way back, Yinyin made a special trip to the palace to ask her mother if there was anything she could help with.

Even after becoming empress and wielding great power, the empress still told her to focus on her cultivation and not to worry about anything else.

Yinyin then bid farewell to her mother and returned to her sect to devote herself to cultivation.

Although Yin Yin didn't get anything good in the early stages of her journey to the secret realm, she still had a considerable harvest when she went to the cold land later.

She shared some with her master and Jingyue, and devoted the rest to her cultivation.

Although it wasn't as rapid as advancing a thousand miles in a day, she still managed to cross a minor realm in the Nascent Soul stage.

The Heavenly Outer Sect's mountain gates were closed off, and Yin Yin was someone who could stay at home for long, so she didn't leave the mountain for several years in a row.

It wasn't until Jingyue, who rarely went down the mountain to travel, suddenly returned and said that the First Sect Master had died that Yinyin realized the plot had entered a new stage.

She hadn't heard Jingyue mention Qi Tianyuan, so she asked curiously, "The First Sect Master has fallen? I remember his cultivation was quite high. What happened to him that caused his sudden demise?"

“I don’t know,” Jingyue said. “But it was most likely the work of the demons. They say there was demonic energy left in the wounds on the First Sect Master’s body.”

Yinyin gave a thumbs up: "Amazing, Senior Brother Jingyue, you even know such inside information."

“No problem, no problem,” Jingyue said smugly for a moment, then asked, “I remember Tianyuan is currently at the First Sect? Did he tell you when he would be back?”

“The First Sect must be heavily guarded now. As an outsider there, he probably won’t have a good time.”

"I didn't hear what he said," Yin Yin said, also a little worried. In addition, Qi Tianyuan didn't reveal any information, so Yin Yin was unsure whether the death of the First Sect Master was related to him.

Jingyue thought for a moment and said, "Master is still in seclusion, so we need to leave someone in the sect to take care of him at all times. Yinyin, you stay in the sect. I'll go to the First Sect to check on the situation and bring my junior brother back."

Yinyin was startled when she heard this.

In the original drama, wasn't it the case that the leader of the First Sect died, Qi Tianyuan was hunted down, and Jingyue rushed to his rescue after hearing the news, but died at the hands of the demons under Yao Yao's command not long after descending the mountain?

Yin Yin stood up abruptly and refused outright: "I'll go instead. I'm quite familiar with Fairy Ling Su. The First Sect Master is both her master and her father, so I'm sure no one knows her better than she does."

“No, the First Sect must be in a lot of chaos right now. I don’t trust you to go,” Jingyue said, looking at Yinyin’s fearful face with some doubt.

“I’m not comfortable with you going,” Yin Yin said, her eyelids trembling unnaturally. “When you usually go down the mountain, I don’t think anything of it, but this time when you said you were going to leave the sect to pick up Junior Brother Tianyuan, my heart started pounding, as if something big was about to happen.”

Yin Yin looked pleadingly at him: "Just stay in the sect and don't go out, okay?"

Jingyue was taken aback, then frowned and said, "Yinyin, are you sure you think it's really bad?"

"Why would I comfort you?" Yinyin offered her wrist. "Feel my pulse. I'm still feeling unwell."

Jingyue didn't check Yinyin's pulse; she believed it just by looking at Yinyin's current state. Even in the face of the biggest events, Yinyin had never been so flustered.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "If that's the case, what difference will it make if I go or you go?"

Yinyin got anxious: "How can there be no difference? Anyway, when I said I was going to pick someone up, neither of us felt there was anything wrong with it."

Seeing Yin Yin's condition, Jing Yue dared not insist any longer, but she was also worried about Yin Yin going out on her own.

Yinyin rolled her eyes in exasperation, then turned and ransacked his workshop where he tinkered with gadgets.

"Senior Brother Jingyue, you know the effectiveness of what you made. With me armed like this, who would dare to come looking for trouble?"

Jingyue usually likes to tease Yinyin. Although she often makes things for her, she only gives them to her after making her angry.

But this time, Yin Yin took so many things with her, yet he didn't feel any heartache at all. He even rushed to make some half-finished products and gave them to Yin Yin to take with her.

After bidding farewell to Jingyue, Yinyin descended the mountain and headed towards the First Sect.

She had traveled less than a hundred miles, still within her own country, when she suddenly heard a mournful cry.

Yinyin concealed herself and moved closer, immediately seeing the fire on the altar, the filthy cauldron reeking of blood, and the trembling, numb people around it.

Yin Yin pursed her lips, finally understanding why "Mirror Moon" had perished here.

This demon was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, half a step into the Divine Transformation stage, and had many victimized civilians held hostage. Jingyue had to fight the enemy and protect people at the same time. His cultivation was inferior to others, and he wasn't even a sword cultivator skilled in combat. With all these factors combined, it would be difficult for him to survive.

"Help! Help! Father! Mother!"

"Er Ya! No! Someone, please save her! Someone, please save her!"

Hearing the cries and seeing that a child was about to be killed, Yinyin immediately drew her sword and attacked, saving Er Ya from the stove and returning her to her parents.

Er Ya's parents held their reunited child and wept bitterly. Even the indifferent people around them showed a glimmer of hope when they saw Yin Yin.

"It's an immortal! An immortal has come to save us!"

The demon, caught off guard by the sudden attack, stared intently, then revealed a mocking smile: "I thought it was someone important, but it's just a little girl who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage."

"It seems that today is my lucky day. How can the flesh and blood of these ordinary people compare to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"With your guidance, my Soul-Devouring Banner will surely be completed today, and I will then be a true Soul-Devouring Venerable!"

"You want to use me as a sacrifice? Don't you even know if you have the ability?" Yin Yin turned her head to look at the people who were still stunned to the side, frowned slightly, and deliberately said, "Get lost, don't delay this Venerable One's move."

The Soul Devouring Venerable saw through her intentions but did not stop her: "You're a kind-hearted little girl, not bad, not bad. I like the sight of your pure soul being stained with blood in the Soul Devouring Flag."

He squinted, a hint of pleasure in his eyes: "It sounds wonderful."

He mentioned the Soul-Devouring Flag time and time again, so how could Yin Yin not guess what was in the pot?

She raised her sword with one hand and cast a spell with the other, extinguishing the fire under the pot and freezing the liquid inside into ice.

The Soul Devourer was furious, not expecting her to pull such a move: "You're courting death!"