The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Qingwei led the group of five, including Yun Yici, and walked ahead herself.

She stopped in front of the concealed bed, bowed and said, "Lord of the City, Yuan Chang said that a disciple from the Medical Valley has come to visit, and may be able to treat you?"

A hoarse male voice came from behind the bed curtains: "Medical Valley? Cough cough... Why would people from Medical Valley come to Immortal City?"

Pei Heng lowered his eyes and bowed in the manner of Qing Wei: "Greetings, Lord City Lord. I am Pei Heng, a disciple of the Medicine Valley."

The male voice behind the bed curtains paused for a moment, then he said, "My injuries are no small matter. Perhaps your elders' intervention might be helpful."

Shen Huaichuan replied, "I am their elder."

The way he said it made Pei Heng subconsciously turn around to look.

But seeing Shen Huaichuan's quiet and steady eyes, Pei Heng felt immediately at ease.

He took a deep breath, and with a surge of courage, he volunteered, "Lord City Lord, please let me take a look at your wound."

"Even if my medical skills are not good, I will never be stubborn and argumentative."

A sigh came from behind the bed curtains, and a pale, thin hand reached out from behind the curtains and parted them to clear the way in front of the bed.

Yun Yici and the others finally got a clear look at the person in bed.

The city lord of Juexian City appeared to be a young man in his early twenties.

The first thing that caught people's attention was that his face and lips were extremely pale.

He had a normally very strong and healthy appearance, but now he looked somewhat sickly and forced to put on a brave face.

He had sharp, cold eyebrows and a pale, unfathomable gaze, like misty rain, yet his eyes were clear and sharp as he scanned Yun Yici and the other four.

Unaware of the reason for his injury, he was only wearing an outer garment, with his inner garment mostly open, revealing a white drape tightly wrapped around his body.

The system exclaimed in surprise: "A person of destiny!"

"Congratulations, host, on unlocking the Destiny Master Xiao Xun! Xiao Xun's current favorability is 10, host's favorability +1. Keep up the good work!!"

The system was almost crying with excitement; after all this time, it had finally encountered a new person destined for greatness.

And there's still a lot of room for improvement!

Upon hearing the name, Yun Yici hesitated and said, "It seems that Xiao Xun never appeared in the original story. Could it be that his name was changed two hundred years later?"

It's easy to understand why Pei Heng isn't a person of destiny, because he later becomes very twisted and does many bad things.

That's not right either. Her second senior brother is also twisted in the plot, and he even wants to destroy the world. So how come Mu Yunjian is the one with the destiny, but Pei Heng isn't?

Before Yun Yici could figure it out, Xiao Xun spoke up, looking at Shen Huaichuan and saying calmly, "Are all five of you medical cultivators?"

Not wanting to waste time, Yun Yici said, "I have something to report to the city lord, and it is no small matter."

"Could Fellow Daoist Pei examine you while I explain the situation?"

Xiao Xun neither agreed nor disagreed, but his hands moved quickly. He first took off the outer garment draped over his shoulders, and then untied the veil covering his body.

The pungent smell of blood immediately filled everyone's nostrils.

Adhesive wounds and blurred flesh and blood came into view of everyone present.

Xiao Xun's injury was in his lower abdomen, almost tearing him in two; it was enough to make an outsider's teeth ache just looking at it.

Everyone present dared not breathe, but Pei Heng was very quick. He took out the medicine box and medicine brought by the Medical Valley from his storage bag and began to treat Xiao Xun's wounds again.

Yun Yici then quickly repeated what he had said to Yuan Chang under the guise of divination.

Xiao Xun's eyes darkened as he listened, unsure whether he believed it or not.

Qingwei corroborated Yun Yici's words from the side: "Originally, I didn't take what young friend Yun said seriously."

"But a few days ago when I was demonstrating it to these recruited cultivators, the Demon-Sealing Cage containing the pair of demon generals suddenly appeared out of control in front of everyone."

Xiao Xun turned to Shen Huaichuan: "Is that what you mean too?"

Shen Huaichuan nodded: "What she said is all true."

Xiao Xun took a deep breath, and Pei Heng quickly stopped him: "Don't get excited, your injury has been delayed for too long."

Pei Heng had no idea that Xiao Xun was utterly horrified.

He originally thought he had captured a pair of twin demon generals at the cost of serious injury, but he didn't expect that they were a pair of demon lords who deliberately seduced him with their bodies!

The Immortal City is in grave danger.

Thinking of the twin demonic cultivators who were still pretending to be captured by him, Xiao Xun beckoned Qingwei and gave her instructions in a low voice. Qingwei then withdrew as instructed.

Unaware that their true nature had been completely exposed, Fu Chen and his sister Fu Ying continued to pretend.

The demon generals they were impersonating were considered high-level demon cultivators, so they were imprisoned on the lowest level of the dungeon, heavily guarded outside.

They each huddled in a corner, seemingly not communicating at all.

In fact, the monks guarding the place did not know that because Fu Chen and Fu Ying were twins, they did not need to communicate with each other using language.

They are of one mind and can communicate with each other simply by expressing their thoughts.

For example, at this moment, Fu Ying was complaining: "I don't know when this will end, I really can't stand it."

"I smelled a lot of people repairing things a few days ago, and when I went up to check, I actually found quite a few top-notch items."

The chilling Xiao Xun must die, but other cultivators can be kept by her side for her amusement.

That day, she first noticed the two young men in white in the crowd, each with a different temperament, and that's when she took a liking to them.

Little did they know that there was another exceptional person beside the young man, a blind mortal in blue robes.

Fu Yingguang felt as if a thousand cat claws were scratching at his heart just from looking at that person.

Demons are obsessed with desires. Fu Chen and Fu Ying have been companions for hundreds of years, and Fu Chen is well aware of his older sister's absurdity.

He looked up, a flash of disgust in his eyes.

It was precisely because he and Fu Ying were of one mind that Fu Ying could not avoid him when she had desires for men, which made him different from all the other demons and extremely disgusted with matters between men and women.

Fu Chen sneered inwardly: "What, you've stopped caring about your imperial edict, Demon Lord?"

If we're talking about the person Fu Ying truly loves, it's still that one.

Unfortunately, in a single encounter, Emperor Zhao was enraged by Fu Ying's greedy and lustful gaze, and burned her half to death, nearly causing him to perish as well.

The fact that Fu Ying made a public appearance in the cage a few days ago was also her own decision.

If it weren't for the fact that their lives were intertwined, he would have long since given up on this foolish woman.

Fu Chen's thoughts naturally did not escape Fu Ying's notice.

Enraged by Fu Chen's idea, she let out a howl and lunged at him.

Little did he know, this was exactly what Fu Chen had been waiting for.

He deliberately spoke aloud for the guards to hear: "Fool, if it weren't for you, would we have been captured?"

The two demons seemed to have their demonic energy sealed by the Demon-Sealing Cage, so they rolled around together, exchanging punches and blows, interspersed with arguments that turned sour.

The cultivators guarding the two demons were used to this; the two demons would fight fiercely every few days because of their capture.

In their eyes, this was nothing more than dogs fighting each other when they were about to die.

Fu Chen calculated that he had almost made these people lower their guard, so he stopped.

But today was different from before; the cages holding them began to sink completely!

His pupils contracted, and he mentally shouted for Fu Ying to regain her senses.

Fu Ying, not wanting to lose her temper, believed that whatever he said was nonsense.