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

Shen Huaichuan lowered his eyelashes, concealing his captivating eyes: "You'll regret this."

Once Yun Yici regains her memories, how should she face him when she sees him?

The spirit of the Nether Tree interjected, "I can see that she is truly devoted to you. She came to save you all by herself last time, so she certainly won't regret it."

Yun Yici was completely baffled, but Long Jiao suddenly burst into flames.

The young man with the dragon-like appearance had a fierce look in his eyes. His long hair and sleeves moved without wind, and his terrifying aura made it hard for people to breathe.

"So it was you last time, running away with Shen Huaichuan, making me starve for so long!"

Shen Huaichuan's face darkened as he shielded the small, floating girl behind him.

Yun Yici was still wondering, "I helped Shen Huaichuan escape? When?"

The tree spirit laughed and said, "Little Shen, don't blame me. Since we're going to travel together, Long Jiao will find out about this sooner or later."

"It's a misunderstanding. The sooner we talk about it, the sooner it will be cleared up, don't you think?"

Long Jiao could maintain his imposing demeanor when facing Yun Yici, but he was startled when facing Shen Huaichuan, who was protecting his cub.

He stubbornly insisted, "What misunderstanding? There's no misunderstanding between us!"

He! He's been guarding Shen Huaichuan for over a thousand years, and the number of words they've exchanged over the past year combined doesn't equal what they've spoken today!

In short, it all boils down to one thing: the same person who successfully helped Shen Huaichuan escape last time has come to rescue him again!

If Shen Huaichuan escapes, he will go hungry again.

He should kill that brat.

However, the Nether Tree, wanting to go with that little devil, would certainly not let the little devil get into trouble.

Shen Huaichuan was still protecting the other party.

The weak and alone Long Jiao sensed the deep malice of the world.

Yun Yici listened for a while while resting her head on Shen Huaichuan's shoulder, and then suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out that she came to this place last time to save Shen Huaichuan, and she succeeded.

But somehow, Shen Huaichuan was brought back again.

How does this work?

There's no such thing as giving up halfway through a task.

Yun Yici looked at Long Jiao and said, "With your size, is it difficult for you to hunt? How come you're going hungry?"

Shen Huaichuan explained calmly, "There's no way out of this place; he can only passively wait to be fed."

This so-called feeding is not food in the ordinary sense, but rather the condensed essence of the sun and moon, a gift from the heavens.

Long Jiao is a dragon that has never tasted meat since birth, and whose mouth tastes bland, like a bird's.

Yun Yici smiled and said to Long Jiao, "I guarantee you'll never go hungry again after you get out of here."

“And you.” She patted Shen Huaichuan on the shoulder: “I won’t regret it. I believe in my past self, and I believe in you.”

Shen Huaichuan's eyes darkened as if tinged with a thin layer of light. He chuckled softly and said nothing more.

It was obvious that he was persuaded by her.

The cunning dragon stood aside, caught in a moral dilemma.

Seeing this, Yun Yici was not in a hurry. She said to the spirit of the Netherworld Tree, "Senior Netherworld, although I have a way to leave this place."

"But look at the way I look now."

Yun Yici flew out from behind Shen Huaichuan's shoulder. Being only one hand tall, she couldn't possibly draw an arbitrary array that would allow them to teleport.

"We pick your leaves because we want to leave this place as soon as possible."

The tree spirit, who used to laugh and joke, has stopped.

Yun Yici's meaning was clear: bring out any good stuff quickly, because only by helping her cultivate with all their might could they leave this place as soon as possible.

The spirit of the Nether Tree sighed softly, "Little girl, you mustn't lie to me."

After the tree spirit finished speaking, the massive canopy burst forth with a dazzling blue light.

Immediately afterwards, all the light converged into a single line, concentrating on a single branch.

Of all the branches on the tree, only this one branch emitted a gradually changing, deep blue color, just like the leaves.

The blue of the treetops was even deeper, and it seemed to be deepening.

The tree spirit shook the branch, and Yun Yici saw a dark blue fruit begin to condense on the previously empty treetop.

At first, the fruit was only the size of a branch tip, but then it grew at an astonishing speed.

Before long, the fruit, which had a bluish hue and was the same color as the leaves of the Netherworld Tree, grew to the size of a fist.

As the fruit grew rapidly, the canopy of the Nether Tree became dull, as if its nutrients had been drained.

The once bright and shiny leaves have lost their luster.

The ripe fruit emitted an intoxicating fragrance, and Yun Yici almost couldn't resist pouncing on it.

Seeing the withered leaves of the Netherworld Tree, Long Jiao clicked his tongue and said, "You really went all out."

The spirit of the Nether Tree offered a Nether Fruit hanging from its branch to Yun Yici: "Eat it."

Yun Yici swallowed hard; she could sense the immense energy contained within the fruit.

"Thank you."

She reached out and picked the fruit. The entire Nether Fruit was as big as her, and the weight of the fruit made her sink down as well.

Seeing this, Shen Huaichuan reached out and supported her and the Netherworld Fruit, making it easier for Yun Yici to eat.

"This item has a great effect on the soul and has been refined by the spirit of the Netherworld Tree, so it has no side effects."

Yun Yici nodded, took a bite of the fruit in her hand.

The aroma of the fruit intoxicated her; it melted in her mouth.

Before she knew it, Yun Yici had finished the entire Netherworld Fruit she was holding.

After finishing his meal, Yun Yici let out a long sigh of relief and immediately flew to the Netherworld Tree to meditate and circulate his cultivation technique.

She absorbed all the energy contained in the Nether Fruit, which filled her entire body.

Yun Yici guided this energy into her core.

As the internal energy cultivation technique circulated repeatedly, she felt the azure core within her body transform into a deep blue.

As her core grew stronger, her soul was also pulled and began to grow.

A pain powerful enough to tear one's soul apart swept over her, but Yun Yici steadied herself and continued to circulate her cultivation technique.

The core emitted a faint blue light, which repeatedly dispelled and repelled the pain.

Shen Huaichuan stood aside and watched for a while, and only felt relieved when he saw that Yun Yici did not show any discomfort.

Despite being severely weakened, the spirit of the Netherworld Tree still couldn't resist gossiping: "What is your relationship with this female cultivator?"

Shen Huaichuan pondered for a moment, his eyes filled with barely concealed amusement: "My little sect leader?"

When a disciple is in trouble, the sect leader cannot stand idly by.

The tree spirit nearly spat out its drink: "Do you think I'd be incredibly stupid to believe your nonsense?"

This girl was only in her early twenties when she died; Shen Huaichuan could have been her ancestor long enough.

Long Jiao, who had been deep in thought for a long time, stepped forward and interrupted Shen Huaichuan's conversation with the tree spirit.

Shen Huaichuan smoothed his sleeves and sat back down under the tree, looking at Long Jiao who was clearly interested but still hesitant, and said, "I know what you want."

"I can send you to the demon realm to find your parents."

Long Jiao's taut cheeks twitched involuntarily.

He gritted his teeth, as if trying to convince himself and Shen Huaichuan at the same time: "Heaven's will is my parents!"

The tree spirit chuckled upon hearing this: "I don't walk because I don't have legs, and you don't walk because you don't want to?"

The Nether Tree was transplanted here when it was just a sapling, and Long Jiao practically grew up under the watchful eyes of the tree spirit.