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After about half an incense stick's time, a light appeared at the corner of the cave.

Gu Minglang stopped his healing spell and stared intently at the light, not daring to blink. Chen An sat behind Gu Minglang and took out his Xuan Tie sword, assuming a defensive stance.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha."

A sinister laugh accompanied the footsteps as a pale-faced old woman entered. She was hunched over, but her movements were remarkably steady.

Gu Minglang couldn't discern the newcomer's cultivation level. After standing up, he felt somewhat relieved and patted the dirt off his clothes.

The old woman's real name was Yuanlu, and she was the ninth most wanted criminal on the entire cultivation continent's wanted list.

Although his cultivation level is not at the Nascent Soul stage, he has already reached the Great Perfection of Yin and Yang. He is known for eating the marrow of his own kind, and his ruthlessness is unmatched by ordinary people.

Chen An didn't recognize the old woman, but from the necklace made of human infant skulls hanging around her neck, he could tell that she was no ordinary person.

Yuanlu touched her slightly frizzy gray hair, completely unconcerned about Chen An and Gu Minglang's hostility.

With a smile playing on her lips, she walked step by step between the two men. Under their disgusted gazes, she sat down with a friendly expression and handed the plate in her hand to Chen An.

Gu Minglang raised his hand to block Chen An, and coldly accepted the blue and white porcelain plate.

The two pieces of pork belly on the plate left Yuanlu's hand, releasing a wisp of spiritual energy from a cultivator.

Gu Minglang was shocked and let go. The pieces of meat on the plate fell to the ground, covered in yellow soil, bounced up and fell again.

Yuanlu was even happier. She was very satisfied with Gu Minglang's performance. Seeing those hypocritical cultivators in the sect suffering made her happy.

Chen An, standing to the side, remained calm and composed throughout.

Yuanlu smiled as she looked at Chen An, her eyes filled with tenderness for the younger generation.

The moment she met Chen An's gaze, she struck Gu Minglang unconscious with a single palm strike, moving at a speed that neither Chen An nor Gu Minglang could match, and then grabbed Chen An by the throat with one hand, slamming him against the wall behind him.

The moment the back of her head hit the wall, Chen An heard the sound of bones cracking. She raised her hand to try to pry Yuan Lu's hand away, but found that she was simply too weak.

Once Chen An was completely exhausted and had no strength left to resist, Yuan Lu released her, letting Chen An collapse to the ground. "Little girl, as long as you can eat this, I will spare you."

This matter had nothing to do with Chen An, but based on her understanding of Gu Minglang—that this young man would definitely save anyone in danger—she changed her target.

Chen An, being the weakest among the four, naturally became the unlucky one. Their speculation about Gu Minglang was not wrong; he really was willing to sacrifice himself for those around him.

But now, it's clear that the more mature Chen An is more to Yuan Lu's liking.

After Chen An coughed for a long time and then spoke in a steady voice, Yuan Lu took out a new plate from her storage bag.

This piece of meat had no spiritual energy, but Gu Minglang's behavior at the time made her think twice.

"Those who devour each other can hardly be called human." Chen An endured the sharp pain in his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of mockery.

Yuanlu's lips twitched twice, then she began to laugh wildly. Anyone who dared to defy her like this deserved to die.

She showed her fingernails and poked them towards Chen An's neck.

Suddenly, waves surged all around, and a pair of large hands reached out from the water and grabbed Yuanlu's arm.

The waves began to surge, and Gu Minglang and Chen An were swept up, along with the unconscious Flying Fish Crocodile, and rushed out of the cave at high speed.

After the water receded, a serene immortal stood in the cave, holding a long sword.

After a few hundred meters, Gu Minglang and Chen An stopped.

"Keep going straight ahead and you'll get out." Xuan Qingyuan's voice echoed in my ears, but I couldn't see anyone else.

Gu Minglang knew that his second senior brother had just broken through to the Two Elements Realm and was no match for a treacherous and cunning fellow like Yuanlu, so he had no intention of retreating.

When she turned her head and saw Chen An, she hesitated again. There were countless evil cultivators in the cave. If Chen An were to leave alone, he would be devoured without a trace.

Chen An glanced at Gu Minglang, then got up and walked towards where Xuan Qingyuan was.

She possessed array stones, making her immune to Yuanlu's attacks. More importantly, she couldn't bring herself to betray her promise.

Gu Minglang watched Chen An's retreating figure and quickly followed. Flying Fish Crocodile, who was about to leave, watched the two walking back and followed them sullenly.

Yuanlu's fingertips contain a deadly poison; if Xuan Qingyuan makes even the slightest mistake, she will take his life.

As the two fought fiercely, Xuan Qingyuan sensed two familiar auras.

Given Gu Minglang's personality, it wouldn't be surprising if he came back, but why did Chen An also return?

Chen An pulled Gu Minglang, who was about to step forward, and stuffed two array stones into his hand.

Gu Minglang understood immediately and charged forward with his sword.

After weighing the other two array stones in his hand, Chen An thought for a moment, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

Yuanlu sensed the change in Chen An's aura and knew that she had come up with a way to deal with her. Although she was sure that Chen An's cultivation level was not enough to deal with her, Yuanlu had survived for so many years because of her unique caution. She decided to strike first.

Xuan Qingyuan saw through Yuanlu's intention and suddenly slashed horizontally with his sword, but Yuanlu dodged it by sidestepping. Gu Minglang held his long sword and slashed diagonally upwards at Yuanlu's head. Yuanlu bent down and flew towards Chen An.

Chen An immediately used the idea as soon as he came up with it. However, in the time it took to communicate with the system, the three people fighting in front had already exchanged several blows.

The moment Chen An finished speaking, Yuan Lu found an opening and rushed over.

She abruptly stopped and shouted, "Yes..." As she spoke, Yuanlu, who had been rushing over, knelt down in front of Chen An.

Although Xuan Qingyuan was puzzled as to why Yuanlu suddenly stopped, he did not give her a chance to regret it and chopped off her head with a sword.

The head of the severed body fell to the ground, while the blood-spurting body continued to slam down onto the ground.

Xuan Qingyuan smiled at Chen An, then turned to look at Gu Minglang. His vision began to blur. The small hole less than a millimeter in size in his waist was Yuanlu's poisoned needle, which had been inserted before Gu Minglang and Chen An arrived.

Gu Minglang, with his higher cultivation level, was the first to sense something was wrong. He quickly stepped forward and supported Xuan Qingyuan's swaying body, his mouth slightly open but unable to speak.

It was common knowledge among the cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Continent that Yuanlu's poison could not be cured. He trembled as he reached out and wiped away the blood seeping from Xuan Qingyuan's eyes, looking around helplessly.

Since joining the Zhaoning Sect, the person Gu Minglang admired most was not his master, but his second senior brother who always protected and taught him. He thought to himself: if he worked harder and dragged Chen An out of the formation, his senior brother would be safe.

Chen An knelt down beside Gu Minglang: "Fifth Senior Brother, you're fast on your feet, go and fetch Master."

After a moment's thought, Gu Minglang prepared to carry Xuan Qingyuan on his back and leave with Chen An.

"I'll be fine. Go quickly. If you find Master, with his cultivation level, getting here will only take him a moment." Chen An pulled Xuan Qingyuan away, and under Gu Minglang's somewhat surprised gaze, he turned to the side, hugged Xuan Qingyuan's head, and fed him a pill.

Although Chen An didn't know who the old woman whose head had been chopped off was, she knew she couldn't let the person who risked his life to save her die. She had only been with Xuan Qingyuan for less than three days since she joined the sect, but from the moment Xuan Qingyuan prepared to let her and Gu Minglang leave first, even if it would expose that she had a system, Chen An had to save Xuan Qingyuan.

Gu Minglang was in a state of confusion and did not notice that Chen An had given Xuan Qingyuan the medicine.

After he delivered a chop to Chen An's neck, Chen An lost consciousness. The bloody scent of Yuanlu would soon attract a large number of evil cultivators. He didn't have time to explain these things now; he could only subdue Chen An first.

The flying crocodile opened its mouth and bit Chen An's other trouser leg that hadn't been cut off. It shrank and crawled under Chen An, then grew back to three or four times its original size, steadily carrying Chen An on its back.

A large part of a spirit beast's combat power is related to whether it understands human nature. Gu Minglang silently sighed that he had obviously underestimated the Flying Fish Crocodile before.

Dozens of malevolent auras sensed Yuanlu's death and rushed towards this place.

Gu Minglang said in a low voice, "Let's go quickly."

The flying fish crocodile carrying Chen An struggled to keep up with Gu Minglang's speed, fearing that it would be abandoned.

When Xuan Qingyuan regained consciousness, he swallowed the remaining half of the pill in his mouth. He gently patted Gu Minglang's back and said, "Put me down, Minglang."

Gu Minglang assumed he was hallucinating, picked up the person behind him a little more, and sped up.

The flying crocodile was panting heavily, its wings flapping more frequently than it could.

Inside the cave behind, where the headless corpse was kneeling on the ground, hundreds of evil cultivators had gathered. They were pushing and shoving each other, but none of them dared to step forward.

A flash of red light appeared, and the spiritual energy within hundreds of people rapidly drained away, while flesh and blood slowly coalesced from the heads of the corpses.