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

A storm is brewing, and Yun Yici, trapped in the Buddha-Demon Pagoda, is unaware of the danger that is quietly approaching.

She is facing off against another version of herself.

She met this person on her way to find Mu Yunjian.

The person in front of her had the exact same face as her, and even their clothes and the style of the spirit sword they carried on their backs were exactly the same.

The difference is that "she" had a hole punched in her chest.

Nevertheless, no blood flowed from her wound.

Yun Yici calmly drew his sword and faced "her".

Where is my senior brother?

Yun Yici guessed that the monsters here probably didn't have their memories, nor could they perfectly replicate their cultivation.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to blow the fake Mu Yunjian's head off so easily.

A woman who looked exactly like Yun Yici showed a pained expression and stretched out her hand, as if to hand what she was holding to Yun Yici.

Even before the woman's fingers were fully open, eerie bright red blood dripped from between them.

Yun Yici's expression changed drastically when she thought of the wound on the woman's chest that hadn't bled at all. A gust of sword wind directly severed the woman's arm at the root and sent it to the ground.

Before the falling arm even hit the ground, the part of the hand that was tightly clenched in the open palm rolled out.

The blood-stained fluffy ball fell from the sky.

Upon recognizing what it was, Yun Yici immediately reached out, caught it, and tucked it into his robes before quickly retreating.

Unexpectedly, the woman whose arm she had cut off still stood there blankly, her eyes filled with endless sorrow.

"Mu Yunjian!! Are you alright??"

Yun Yici dared not take his eyes off the woman, and could only hurriedly ask about the baby rabbit in his arms, which had been beaten into a bloody mess.

As dusk settled, he heard a familiar voice and smelled a familiar scent. With difficulty, he opened his eyes and saw the woman, whose image was already blurred. He murmured in a daze, "How did your hand get broken...?"

It seems that the human's hand cannot be easily regenerated. How long will Yun Yici have to cultivate while dragging one hand?

How ugly! It's a pity he'll never see her in her best condition again.

Yun Yici was completely confused and suspected that Mu Yunjian had seen his great-grandmother.

With one hand holding a sword and the other supporting Mu Yunjian, she had no way of taking out the life-saving pill from her bosom.

She turned around, intending to run a short distance with Mu Yunjian to rescue the person first.

At this moment, Mu Yunjian in her hand seemed to regain some consciousness. He couldn't lift his head and curled up in Yun Yici's hand. He said with difficulty, "Take this woman back."

"She is the spirit avatar of the Buddha-Demon Tower responsible for this illusion. She has been controlled by a very powerful demon, and even now, the entrance to this illusion is controlled by that demon."

"I used my power of words to control her when I was on the verge of death, which allowed her to escape with me."

"Before I die, I don't know how much longer I can control her. Her only remaining function is that she can move freely within the Buddha Tower."

"Take her with you. Before I die, go find Rong Xuan. She will lead you away from this floor to find Wen Fuyue and the others."

The baby rabbit that had transformed from the twilight clouds spoke haltingly, panting heavily, the blood overflowing from its mouth and nose staining Yun Yici's palms bright red.

Yun Yici had already sheathed his sword when he said that the woman was under his control. Then he took out a precious life-extending pill from his pocket, crushed it, and stuffed it into the baby rabbit's mouth.

There's no way around it, the baby rabbit's mouth is just too small.

She feared that if Mu Yunjian didn't die from taking a whole pill, he would choke to death.

After confirming that the woman was not in danger, Yun Yici grabbed her.

Then, with a light tap of her toes, she summoned a mighty wind to caress her face. The wind materialized into wings on her back, carrying her into the air.

She held one in one hand and supported another in the other. Fortunately, Mu Yunjian was light, and the woman being supported did not struggle at all.

The baby rabbit in her hands fell silent. Yun Yici was worried. She tried to wake him, saying, "Don't fall asleep, Senior Brother Mu, or the wind will blow you away."

Mu Yunjian's fading consciousness cleared for a moment. His eyes were still blurry as he realized that he was being held in Yun Yici's hand rather than being carried.

The girl's delicate, smooth fingers gently slipped through his limbs, trapping him like an open flower stamen.

"...When did you find out my true identity?"

Yun Yici fell silent. Was it too late for her to pretend she didn't know?

It's a matter of life and death; there's no room for pretense.

Looking at the weak little rabbit in his hand, who struggled to speak and was hunched over, Yun Yici couldn't reconcile the image of him with that of a future villain.

She thought for a moment and said, "I already knew, but I was afraid you would be angry, so I didn't tell you."

Mu Yunjian wanted to ask her, "Is it okay if you know he's a demon?"

But for some reason, he suddenly lost the desire to ask questions.

He had a premonition that he might die, but it wouldn't be bad if he could die next to someone who knew his true identity.

A half-demon like him, even his own father was afraid of him.

Aside from Wen Fuyue, the only other person who knew his identity was the person in front of him.

Asking around will only lead to more disappointment.

The baby rabbit, with its drooping ears and round, youthful face, rested against Yun Yici's fingers. The blood on its fur began to dry in the wind, turning its soft white fur into strands of bloody stubble.

Yun Yici tried to arouse the baby rabbit's survival instinct, saying, "Senior Brother Mu, after we get out, is there anything you want to do?"

The listless baby rabbit finally perked up: "I want revenge... on my dad..."

Listening to the young rabbit ambitiously planning its kill list, Yun Yici almost fell off the sky because she lost control of the wings that had weathered onto her back.

She had no desire to hear the future villain's evil revenge plan.

She asked, "Besides revenge?"

The little flame that had just ignited in my heart was extinguished in a flash.

He listlessly began to ramble on: "Then I will unify the demon realm and become a great demon king who will carry on the legacy and inspire fear in all demon cultivators..."

Yun Yici was already speeding towards the glass ball, but she didn't know what to do once she got there.

The fact that the peak master in charge of supervising them didn't show up when Mu Yunjian was so badly injured already speaks volumes.

There must be something wrong with this selection process.

Yun Yici's heart sank as she suddenly recalled her guess about being interrupted by Mu Yunjian.

Those elite disciples of the Nan Hua Sect who disappeared and never appeared in the book, didn't they all happen to participate this time?

Could this selection process be the truth behind the deaths of all the elite disciples?

Yun Yici quickly calculated that she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even if the spiritual energy she cultivated in her dream was compressed to a high degree, she would not be able to surpass the Golden Core stage in a cross-level challenge.

Moreover, Mu Yunjian was reduced to his original form and only managed to escape by using the talents of the demon race.

As Mu Yunjian said, their only option was to leave this place as soon as possible and reunite with the nine peak masters.