At this moment, Lu Lingxi Yao slowly came out of the inn and walked towards the dueling arena. Just as she reached the familiar and ancient door, she saw a servant running out in a panic and almost bumping into her.

Then, a roar filled with pain and despair came from inside Lu Ling's mansion, like a sharp blade that instantly pierced the sky, making her heart sink.

Her expression changed drastically, and a sense of foreboding welled up in her heart. She hurriedly went into Lu Ling's residence.

As soon as they entered the front courtyard, the guards of the Lu Ling residence surrounded Lu Ling Xiyao. One of the leading guards asked sternly, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Lu Ling residence without prior notice?"

Lu Lingxi's cold gaze swept over them, and she said in a chilling voice, "Save them!"

The lead guard was slightly taken aback. "Why should we believe you can save the family head?"

The head of the family? Was that roar from my grandfather?

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately tensed up.

Her gaze was icy, her tone filled with arrogant arrogance and anxiety, "If you continue to obstruct us, and something happens to your family head, can you bear the full responsibility?"

Lu Lingxi Yao had just lifted her foot to walk inside when she was stopped by the head of the guards.

The head of the guards was in a state of great inner turmoil. The backyard had already been turned upside down by the patriarch, and if he continued to cause trouble, who knew what else might happen? He had already sent someone to inform the patriarch, but the patriarch had not yet arrived. What should he do? But as a mere head of the guards, how could he dare to make a decision on his own?

"Please, young master, do not make things difficult for us. Our master will be back soon, and he has a way to save the patriarch. If you insist on barging in, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Lu Lingxi's dark, unfathomable eyes swept over the hand blocking her way. The guard leader trembled and instinctively wanted to move aside, but he stubbornly refused to budge an inch.

"Human life is at stake. If you continue to obstruct us, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The guard leader swallowed hard. The aura emanating from the young man, coupled with his aloof and arrogant demeanor, reminded him of his master, Lu Lingchenxuan, who had disappeared many years ago. For some reason, he began to believe him. He steeled his heart and gritted his teeth.

"If anything happens to the patriarch, I will kill you!"

Lu Lingxi remained silent, quickly walking through the corridor and heading straight towards the direction from which the sound came—the patriarch's backyard.

She quickened her pace, and the aura of pain and chaos grew stronger, as if the entire space was being distorted by an invisible force.

Stepping into the backyard, the scene before her eyes shocked her.

A man around fifty years old, dressed in rags, with bloodshot eyes, and emanating extremely chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations, was clearly showing signs of going mad.

His face was contorted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Each roar was accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy within him, causing the surrounding vegetation to sway and some to lose their life force.

At this moment, she was filled with anxiety. Becoming possessed by a demon was one of the most terrifying nightmares for spiritual cultivators. If one was not careful, at best, one's spiritual veins would be completely severed, and at worst, one's soul would be scattered and one would never be able to recover.

She quickly calmed herself down, recalling a fragment of a scroll she had seen in the secret manual library, which contained a method to prevent qi deviation. She had to stabilize the man's rampaging spiritual power as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

Then, she immediately mobilized all available spiritual power within her body, preparing to perform a rescue.

"The Art of Tranquility, Begin"

She chanted softly, her hands rapidly forming hand seals. Streams of gentle yet firm spiritual energy flowed from her palms, like trickling streams, slowly pouring into the man's violent spiritual energy.

At the same time, she used her profound understanding of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to guide the surrounding spiritual energy to form barriers, attempting to temporarily seal the man's out-of-control spiritual power.

Time slipped away quietly, every minute and every second filled with tension and torment.

Finally, the man's roar gradually subsided, his crimson eyes began to clear, the chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations gradually calmed down, and the surrounding space returned to tranquility.

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