Youming watched with trepidation, wanting to intervene several times, but was stopped by Lu Lingxi's eyes. He could only clench his fists, adjusting his fire, wood, and dark elemental powers to their optimal state, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Dark Night closed its eyes, its small body surrounded by a faint blue halo, carefully sensing every subtle change in energy.

As time passed, only the hum of the medicine cauldron and the occasional muffled sounds of energy collisions filled the Tranquil Flame Cave. Lu Lingxi Yao's figure remained upright, but her face grew paler and paler, and her breath gradually weakened, all thanks to her strong will and the pills that sustained her.

The medicinal liquid inside the cauldron had gradually become purer than before, presenting a chaotic color. Under the harmonization of fire and wood, and guided by spiritual power, the essence of the medicinal herbs was slowly and laboriously merging together.

On the twenty-first day, the power of the stars was introduced, and the Taixu Star Dew and Star Grass were put into the cauldron. These two contain the mysterious power of space and stars, which is the key to fusing other opposing attributes. Lu Lingxi Yao guided the power of the stars, like threading a needle, to build a delicate balance bridge between the violent energy.

On the twenty-eighth day, life and death were reversed. The addition of the Yellow Spring Root and the Ghost Eye Flower brought a strong aura of death, which clashed violently with the Dragon Blood Vine's boundless vitality.

At this moment, Lu Lingxi not only had to control the heat and the medicinal properties, but also had to use her own understanding of the laws of life and death to guide these two extreme forces to transform into each other and achieve a strange balance. Her mental energy consumption reached an unprecedented level, and her body was swaying precariously.

"Master!" Youming finally couldn't help but call out softly, and a wisp of pure wood-elemental power quietly flowed into Lu Lingxi Yao's body to help her stabilize her mind.

Lu Lingxi nodded slightly, not refusing this perfectly timed help.

On the thirty-fifth day, Chaos returned to its origin, and the Chaos Essence was thrown into the cauldron. At this moment, all the energy inside the cauldron seemed to have found its final destination and began to frantically converge and compress towards the Chaos Essence.

The buzzing sound emitted by the Qiankun Cauldron reached its peak, and the entire Tranquil Flame Cave trembled. Lu Lingxi Yao poured all her remaining spiritual power and energy into it, guiding this final and most crucial fusion.

During the time that Lu Lingxi Yao was in seclusion refining pills, the Demon Realm was not at peace.

In the Demon Palace Council Hall of Nine Nether City, Nalan Rongzhi sat on the throne, exuding a cold and majestic aura. Below him, a group of demon generals and ministers stood solemnly, reporting on recent affairs.

"Reporting to the Demon Lord, as per your instructions, the purge of the remnants of the Wasteland City has begun to show results. We have recovered three cities occupied by the rebels. However..." A one-eyed demon general hesitated, "Nalan Rongshang's main force is still entrenched in the Wasteland City. Its defenses are strong, and it seems to be secretly accumulating strength. It should not be underestimated."

"Hmph, just a cornered beast fighting back." Nalan Rongzhi snorted coldly, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest. "The teleportation array is destroyed, so he is like water without a source, a tree without roots. Continue to strengthen border patrols and guard against any threats. At the same time, intensify the training of new recruits and replenish the losses. I will let the entire Demon Realm know who the true master is."

His gaze swept downwards. "How is the situation with the Xiling clan chief?"

A demon resembling a civil official stepped forward and respectfully said, "Reporting to the Demon Lord, under your arrangement, the Xiling Clan Chief has begun to gradually take over and reorganize the internal affairs and economy of the Demon Realm. Her methods are decisive and quite effective. She has brought several areas that were previously in chaos due to war back under her control. However, there are still many old nobles who outwardly comply but inwardly resist and secretly obstruct her."

“As expected.” Nalan Rongzhi’s eyes flashed with cold light. “Tell the Xiling clan chief not to hold back. Anyone who obstructs will be severely punished once the evidence is verified. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. I will grant her the greatest authority.”

"Yes!"

After finishing his daily affairs, Nalan Rongzhi dismissed everyone and went alone to the highest star-gazing platform in the Demon Palace. The night wind was fierce, blowing his dark robe. He gazed in the direction of the Tranquil Heart Flame Cave, his deep eyes revealing deep worry and longing.

"Yaoyao, it's been over a month..." he murmured softly, hoping for her success while fearing something might happen to her. These forty-nine days had been torture for him, and he could only suppress his anxiety by putting all his energy into organizing the Demon Realm and training the army.

Meanwhile, in the wasteland city.

Inside Nalan Rongshang's palace, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the calm before a storm. Ever since Nalan Rongzhi tricked him, destroying the teleportation array and rescuing Xiling Qianluo, Nalan Rongshang had been consumed by rage and anxiety. He was like a caged beast, unable to find peace day or night.

"Have you found out? Just who is that woman who destroyed the teleportation array?!" He roared at a black-clad agent kneeling below, his face contorted with rage.

The spy trembled, his voice filled with fear: "Reporting to Your Majesty, we have... we have found some clues. The woman's name is Lu Lingxi Yao. She comes from... from the Holy Spirit Continent in the human realm. She is from the Lu Ling family of the Lingyue Kingdom. She... she is not only a full-elemental spiritual master, but also a dual cultivator of spiritual and martial arts. Her strength is unfathomable. Moreover... and it seems that she has a deep-seated hatred for the Black Abyss Saintess, Lu Ling Qingyue!"

“Lu Lingxi Yao? Holy Spirit Continent? Lu Ling Qingyue?” Nalan Rongshang chewed on these names, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. “Black Abyss Saintess… Lu Ling family… interesting.”

He waved for the spies to leave, then paced alone in the main hall. Nalan Rongzhi, Lu Lingxi Yao... these two had joined forces to cause him such a great loss, cutting off his greatest support. He absolutely could not let this go!

“Lu Lingqingyue…” A glint flashed in his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. “Since you have a grudge against each other, then the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Perhaps, this Black Abyss Saintess can become a great help to me.”

He immediately sent a secret message, attempting to contact Lu Lingqingyue, who was far away in the Black Abyss.

The Black Abyss is a mysterious and evil realm located at the border of the Demon Realm and the Underworld. It is shrouded in black mist all year round and is a gathering place for fallen people and evil creatures.

Inside a gloomy palace, Lu Lingqingyue was meditating cross-legged. She was surrounded by a dense aura of darkness, and her beautiful face carried a hint of sinister malice and resentment.

Just then, a black communication talisman broke through the layers of restrictions and flew to her. Lu Lingqingyue took it with a puzzled look and read the information inside.

"Nalan Rongshang?" A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, which then turned into a sneer. "This good-for-nothing was actually beaten so badly by Nalan Rongzhi and Lu Lingxiyao working together, and he still wants to cooperate with me?"

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