I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

"It's over." Looking at the Night Shadow Paper Figure reduced to shreds, Yun Qingyi murmured softly.

After a while, the pieces of paper on the ground disappeared and transformed into a bottle, inside which flowed various shades of blue, fluffy substances.

"This is... the medicine bottle that the Night Shadow Paper Doll mentioned for storing life essence?" Ji Zhaoling looked at the bottle, somewhat uncertainly.

Yun Qingyi picked up the bottle, examined it carefully, nodded, and replied, "It seems to be it."

The dark clouds in the sky have gradually dispersed, revealing the sun slowly rising in the east.

The cool morning sunlight streamed through the quiet streets and fell on Yun Qingyi's aloof face.

She looked back at the long street. The bustling prosperity of Xingyue City yesterday was still vivid in her mind, but today it had become a real dead city.

"Let's go," Yun Qingyi said, walking towards the nearest house.

"Uncle-Master, where are we going?"

"Collect the corpse, perform a ritual for its soul."

After disposing of the last body, Yun Qingyi and her group left the capital city, which was still bathed in sunlight.

But she had no destination in mind. For the time being, Yun Qingyi just wanted to keep walking, crossing rivers, stepping on grassy paths, and passing one mountain after another.

The others exchanged glances, said nothing more, and silently followed Yun Qingyi.

Day after day passed. Yun Qingyi looked around at the scenery and seemed to sense something. She looked up and saw a small stone tablet standing in front of her, with the three large characters "Feixing Sect" engraved on it.

As you ascend the steps where the stone tablet stands, an old, rustic red wooden door comes into view.

Yun Qingyi stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened, and a six or seven-year-old boy looked at the people outside with a puzzled expression.

"who are you?"

"Is this the Flying Star Sect?"

"Yes, fellow Daoist, have you come to our Flying Star Sect because you need any help or assistance?"

The child's voice was childish, but his tone was exceptionally earnest.

"Ah Xi, is there a passerby who needs help? Please invite them in and have a seat." A clear and gentle voice came from behind the door.

He then appeared behind the boy, opening the rustic red wooden door even wider. Upon seeing Yun Qingyi and the others, he was momentarily stunned.

Sensing the other party's unfathomable cultivation level, the man smiled respectfully: "Seniors, is there something important you need us to do for our Flying Star Sect?"

Having said that, he pulled the boy in front of him aside and hurriedly welcomed them in: "Seniors, please come in. The Flying Star Sect is not large, so please don't mind."

Stepping through the wooden door, Yun Qingyi looked around. The Flying Star Sect was indeed not large. Just a few steps away was the reception room, and the furniture was somewhat old.

Sitting in the reception room, the man and the young boy quickly poured tea for Yun Qingyi and the others.

"Seniors, our Flying Star Sect is living in poverty and doesn't have much good tea, so please don't find it offensive," the man said with a somewhat awkward smile.

Yun Qingyi looked at the tea in her teacup. The tea leaves were broken and the color was dull, so it was definitely not good tea.

But Yun Qingyi still drank it sip by sip.

After a while, Yun Qingyi put down her teacup and said to the man sitting opposite them, "Why haven't I seen any other members of the Flying Star Sect since I came in?"

Upon hearing this, the man smiled bitterly and said, "The immortals must have just arrived here. They probably don't know about Star Moon City. A few dozen of our Flying Star Sect members went into that thick fog a while ago and never came out again."

At this point, the man's expression turned serious as he earnestly addressed Yun Qingyi and the others: "I cannot see the cultivation levels of the seniors, but their strength must be quite formidable."

But I still want to advise my predecessors: please, whatever you do, don't go to that Star Moon Capital.

Yun Qingyi paused for a moment, then continued, "Did your former sect leader ever return back then?"

The man paused for a moment, looked at Yun Qingyi and the others, his eyes filled with a mixture of doubt and hope, and honestly replied, "Back then, our senior brothers entered the mist and never came out again. The old sect leader didn't believe in superstition and insisted on going to find our senior brothers."

He demanded to see the person alive or dead, but after that, the old sect leader never returned.

At this point, the man's eyes dimmed, seemingly filled with sorrow. He composed himself and continued, "After that, we reported the matter to the main sect..."

The people from the main sect will be here in a while, and the senior brothers and sisters can't wait. They are going out into the thick fog one after another to look for people, saying that someone has to go and clear the way.

Otherwise, if the people from the main sect come and they do nothing, the sect leader will definitely scold them to death when he returns and finds out.

But they haven't returned yet.

After the man finished speaking, his voice was somewhat muffled. He looked at Yun Qingyi, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and asked nervously, "Senior asked me about the old sect master. Do you know our old sect master?"

He stared at Yun Qingyi and the others for a few moments, then suddenly realized something, slapped his forehead, and exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that you seniors are from the main sect?"

Upon hearing the sound, the boy leaning against the man's leg suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with tears. He took small steps and knelt down in front of Yun Qingyi and the others.

This startled Yun Qingyi and the others.

Yun Qingyi quickly got up and lifted him up. The boy threw himself on Yun Qingyi and cried loudly, "Please, seniors, save Grandpa Sect Leader! Save my brothers and sisters! The villagers nearby all say that if you go into the thick fog, you'll be eaten by monsters and never come back. But Ah Xi misses them so much..."

The man was startled by the situation and apologized to Yun Qingyi and the others with a smile, saying, "Seniors, I'm really sorry. Ah Xi didn't mean it. He really didn't mean it. I hope you won't blame him."

Then they pulled Axi off Yun Qingyi, the child was still wiping away tears and sobbing.

It felt as if a heavy stone had sunk in my heart, and I didn't know how to express it.

She opened her mouth and said to the man, "Fellow Daoist, could you please take this young friend down to rest? There are some things that are not appropriate to say in front of a child."

Upon hearing this, the man sensed something was amiss, but he still obediently led Ah Xi away.

After coaxing Ah Xi to sleep and giving him a sleep aid pill, the man looked at the sleeping Ah Xi, gently patted his back, and got up to return to the reception room.

In the living room,

The man said earnestly to Yun Qingyi and the others, "Seniors, I have settled Axi in. Please feel free to tell me anything."

Yun Qingyi recalled the events of the past two days, organized her thoughts for the prophecy, and said softly to him, "Although this is a very sad story, I still want to bring you the truth."

I don't want you to keep waiting in confusion to discover the truth.

And I don't want those who deserve a lifetime of respect to be buried in obscurity.