After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

"Don't mind your own business!"

The person finally spoke, and although she had tried to disguise herself, Yun Zhao could still tell that she was a woman.

Remembering how she had shown mercy earlier, Yun Zhao's eyes flashed, and he charged forward again to engage her in combat.

This time, she didn't defend; instead, she attacked with all her might.

The woman was momentarily stunned by Yun Zhao's reckless fighting style, then she increased her defense and looked for an opportunity to knock Yun Zhao unconscious.

But she was too late. Yun Zhao seized the opportunity, took out the Immortal Binding Rope, and faced the woman's spirit sword without flinching. Instead, he deliberately met it head-on.

The woman instinctively tried to retrieve her spirit sword, but she couldn't.

The spirit sword struck Yun Zhao's neck, and the Immortal Binding Rope in Yun Zhao's hand tightly bound the woman.

Qi Yan, who was not far away, inadvertently witnessed this scene and instantly became anxious!

He tried to pass, but the two men blocked his way. In desperation, Qi Yan swung his sword—

"roll!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, sending the two men he was fighting flying. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Blood Drinker emerged, grew larger, and pinned the two men to the ground with a single claw.

Qi Yan ignored them and rushed to Yun Zhao's side, only to find that she was not injured.

Qi Yan was taken aback, "You..."

Yun Zhao shook the Immortal Binding Rope in his hand. "Don't worry, I'm not injured."

She pointed to her neck, and Qi Yan then noticed that the defensive magical artifact she was wearing around her neck had shattered.

That sword strike didn't hurt Yun Zhao; the defensive artifact blocked it.

"You've dealt with those two? Quickly tie them up too, don't let them escape."

After saying that, Yun Zhao handed the Immortal Binding Rope in her hand to Qi Yan, and then went to the tent to check on Mu Qianqian and the others.

All four were drugged and Yun Zhao had no antidote. After confirming that they were still breathing, he had no choice but to go out and ask the other three.

When she came out and saw the three familiar faces, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"

The three people tightly bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope were clearly Gu Dinghan, Meng Wenchang, and...

Yun Zhao guessed: "Are you Bai Lingxiao of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Bai Lingxiao closed his eyes. "Yes."

Yun Zhao said coldly, "Where's the antidote? Hand it over!"

Bai Lingxiao opened his mouth, but Gu Dinghan spoke first: "If you want the antidote, release us first, and give us the Dragon Saliva Grass."

Yun Zhao sneered, "You have quite a lot of demands, but let me make this clear, I'm giving you an order, not discussing it with you."

"The three of you besieged my Qingyun Sect disciples. Was this your idea, or was it instigated by your sect leader?"

"No matter what, once we get out of here, I will definitely ask our sect leader to demand justice from your sect!"

The three men's expressions changed. Before they could answer, Yun Zhao continued, "But if you hand over the antidote, I can let you leave."

The three exchanged a glance, and Gu Dinghan sneered, "You're threatening us? But after tonight, even if a celestial being descended to earth, he couldn't save those four people."

"You don't need to think about crushing the jade token to find an alchemist to make an antidote. The drug they used is a secret formula of my family. No one but me has the antidote."

"If you want to save them, do as I say."

Yun Zhao's face darkened. "You!"

Having seized Yun Zhao's weakness, Gu Dinghan, though bound, remained calm and collected. "It's just a spiritual herb. Your senior brothers and sisters have four lives. I think you should know very well which is more important..."

"I have the antidote, I'll give it to you."

Before Gu Dinghan could finish speaking, Bai Lingxiao's clear, melodious voice rang in his ears.

Yun Zhao was surprised, while Gu Dinghan and Meng Wenchang looked at Bai Lingxiao as if they had seen a ghost.

"Bai Lingxiao!"

Gu Dinghan roared, "Whose side are you on?! You went easy on us earlier, and now you've betrayed us!"

Bai Lingxiao ignored him and said to Yun Zhao, "The antidote is in my storage bag. Untie it for me and I'll give it to you."

Yun Zhao asked warily, "Really?"

Bai Lingxiao nodded. "I was the one who administered the drug to them, and the antidote is with me."

Yun Zhao hesitated for a moment, and was about to go over when Qi Yan grabbed her hand, "Don't go."

She looked at Qi Yan: "But..."

Qi Yan summoned Blood Drinker, patted it, and it ran to Bai Lingxiao's side, its paws tearing at her storage bag.

Bai Lingxiao frowned, "What are you doing!"

Qi Yan took the storage bag and probed it with her divine sense. A bad thought flashed through Bai Lingxiao's mind, and the next second, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"you!"

He actually erased her divine consciousness imprint and forcibly opened her storage bag!

Normally, storage rings bear the owner's spiritual imprint, making them inaccessible to outsiders.

If the owner is seriously injured, his spiritual connection with the storage ring weakens, and it can be forcibly opened.

But Bai Lingxiao was not injured, let alone seriously injured!

“There’s another possibility,” Meng Wenchang swallowed hard, “that his cultivation level is higher than yours.”

But this is based on the premise that the outsider's cultivation level is much higher than the master's. Bai Lingxiao is at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, which is higher than her, so...

Gu Dinghan suddenly looked at Qi Yan, "Did your Qingyun Sect use some forbidden technique?! The Hidden Dragon Secret Realm only allows cultivators below the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm to enter!"

Yun Zhao ignored him. She found the antidote in Bai Lingxiao's storage bag and fed it to Mu Qianqian and the others before she was completely relieved.

"You three..."

Yun Zhao returned the storage bag to Bai Lingxiao and said, "You should be glad that the four sects are of the same ilk, and I will not kill you."

“But after you leave, I will report your actions to the four sect leaders.”

Yun Zhao was furious. "You would do such a thing for a mere spiritual herb. You are not worthy of being a reputable sect!"

Gu Dinghan and Meng Wenchang lowered their heads, seemingly lost in thought, while Bai Lingxiao sighed, "I told you long ago that this method wouldn't work."

"How would we know if we didn't try?" Gu Dinghan snorted. "If you hadn't been so lenient with us at every turn, how could we have failed!"

Yun Zhao's eyes flashed, and he asked, "I want to know why you let me go? You probably wanted to capture me and exchange me for the Dragon Saliva Grass from Qi Yan, right?"

Bai Lingxiao was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood, then his body went limp and he fainted, though blood continued to flow from his mouth.

Gu Dinghan said in a panic, "Quick, let go of her! She's in danger!"

Bai Lingxiao's situation was very bad, so Yun Zhao did not hesitate and immediately untied Gu Dinghan.

He took out a pill and fed it to Bai Lingxiao, and the bleeding slowly stopped, but Bai Lingxiao remained unconscious.

Yun Zhao asked, "What's wrong with her?"

A deep sorrow flashed across Gu Dinghan's face, "She..."

"Xiaohan."

Bai Lingxiao's weak voice rang out. Gu Dinghan, unable to speak to Yun Zhao, hurriedly asked how she was doing.

"It's alright," Bai Lingxiao said with a forced smile, "I won't die."

"You won't die, but it's no different from being dead."

The only one still tied up, Meng Wenchang, sneered, "Look at you now, still worrying about others, you can't even save your own life!"