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"help me."

A head peeked out from behind the paulownia tree, its face stained with blood. Its eyes were filled with emotion and tears. It was dressed in a magnificent purple robe, unlike a disciple of a sect, but rather someone who had achieved the Great Perfection of Yin and Yang cultivation.

Chen An took a step back, carefully observing any movement.

The grass and trees were all still.

Just as she hesitated whether to step forward, a Nascent Soul cultivator rushed towards them.

The person's aura was pure and clear, as if they were trying their best to suppress something.

Chen An has no intention of leaving; he came here not just to see people off.

He summoned the Temporary Tent, and the man was put away. Chen An then flew swiftly to the Tianyuan Sect.

A strong wind blew through his hair, and after a moment, a cultivator with thick eyebrows and round eyes, looking like a young man, slowly appeared. His white robes made him look even more ethereal.

There is only one Nascent Soul cultivator in the world with such appearance: Xu Wuheng, the sect leader of the Tianyuan Sect.

"What about people?"

Xu Wuhen closed his fan, took two or three steps forward, his eyes cold as he stared intently at Chen An.

That chilling aura had an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Especially when paired with the slight smile at the corner of his mouth, it makes him even more frightening.

Chen An chuckled softly and moved his fingers.

The purple-robed man appeared out of thin air, one hand supporting himself on the ground, the other clutching his chest, his eyes filled with rage, as if he wanted to devour Chen An alive.

Chen An sensed the unfriendly atmosphere, but without any emotion, he glanced at him.

"Sect Leader, we have come to surrender."

Xu Wuhen had seen countless geniuses, but Chen An was the first of his kind. Even he himself did not have Chen An's cultivation level when he was in his twenties.

Even though he was worried about Chen An's motives for surrendering, he still hesitated for a moment.

More importantly, the sect is severely short-handed.

"You are not bad, reaching the Nascent Soul stage at the age of twenty-something, but how can I trust you?"

The world's evaluation of Xu Wuhen can be summed up in eight words: a genius of unparalleled talent and an incorruptible official.

Many disciples from the sect arrived and knelt behind Xu Wuhen, waiting with him for Chen An's answer.

Chen An didn't really want to join the Tianyuan Sect. Her purpose in coming here was to find a place to stay nearby so that she could quietly recruit the demonic cultivators here.

Most importantly, this is where the demonic cultivators first slaughtered people in the book, and Xu Wuhen is the only sect leader among the five major sects who advocated for the extermination of the demonic cultivators.

After a moment's thought, Chen An replied, "Demonic cultivators roam freely in this chaotic world, and the major sects only care about their own affairs. If you want to take the initiative, I also want to do my part for the world."

Xu Wuhen closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and when he opened them again, he was much kinder and said softly, "Come with me."

He looked like a young man, but when he said these words, he had a look of dejection and weariness.

Chen An watched the slightly lonely figure and followed after him.

The kneeling disciples had never seen Xu Wuhen like this before, but they dared not be disrespectful and did not utter a single unnecessary word.

The spiritual energy is often stronger in rugged, uninhabited places, but this is not the case for Tianyuan Sect.

Even though it was located in the mountains, the sect was very flat and orderly, much like the pavilions and towers of royalty and nobility.

While not exactly luxurious, it didn't seem to be the style that Xu Wuhen, dressed in white, would prefer.

After crossing the eighty-one thresholds, Xu Wuhen stopped in front of a small house that seemed out of place with its surroundings.

Xu Wuhen hesitated for a long time before raising his hand, then dejectedly withdrew it.

Chen An looked at him, puzzled.

He fought Xu Wuhen for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before using his mind-reading ability.

With just one glance, Chen An was overwhelmed by the demonic energy that rushed towards him, giving him a headache.

He rubbed his aching temples and cursed inwardly, wondering what this madman had done.

Do you do that too?

Xu Wuhen seemed to be talking to himself, his voice extremely soft.

With a creak, the door in front of them was pushed open.

Inside, the room was dark and dilapidated, with only two small cushions casually tossed on the floor.

But there was actually an ingenious replacement formation inside.

Chen An's pupils contracted slightly. The array should have been lost long ago, so how could it be here?

"You don't need to be surprised. The Tianyuan Sect has been established for so long, it's normal that it has some things that don't exist outside."

Xu Wuhen stepped inside, straightened his back, sat on the straw mat, and gestured for Chen An to sit down as well.

Breaking the formation here isn't difficult, but since the opponent is a Nascent Soul cultivator, if they intend to switch bodies with him, Chen An will be powerless to resist.

"I have studied the Art of Mind Reading, so I can read other people's thoughts. Don't worry, I don't want your body. Even if you are very talented, there are many geniuses who give up halfway through their journey."

Chen An: “…….”

"This technique is extremely mentally taxing, and can only be used a maximum of ten times a day. Once you break through to the Two Elements Realm, I will no longer be able to see through you."

Xu Wuhen stared at Chen An for a long time before looking away. He felt that the person in front of him was not simple.

But when asked to elaborate on Chen'an's differences, he couldn't.

"What do you want from me?" Chen An sat cross-legged on another cushion, his face turning cold.

Xu Wuhen did not answer, but put his hands together and silently began to chant a spell.

A giant wave surged out and submerged Chen'an.

She wanted to use her cultivation techniques, but her entire cultivation level was suppressed.

After calming down a bit, she understood what Xu Wuhen meant. If he wanted to kill her, he didn't need to go through such a complicated process. This time, he wanted to test her abilities.

Holding his breath, he watched the reflection in the water, his cultivation power surging through his meridians and finally converging in his hand.

The strength and mental power between their fingers converged, but after a long while, they did not coalesce.

Xu Wuhen watched Chen An's every move and couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw that she was unable to break free.

Gradually, the waves became still.

Silence is not a good thing. Even if Chen An cannot break out of the water, he is still a useful person.

He clasped his hands together again and parted his lips slightly.

Before he could finish reciting a sentence, the waves suddenly shrank into a ball.

Chen An held the water balloon in one hand, sat on the cushion, and looked very comfortable.

Seeing the slightly surprised look in Xu Wuhen's eyes, she asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Xu Wuhen nodded. "Satisfied."