Am I not a nascent saint demon cultivator?

Time passed, and a month later.

Inkwind City.

Inside a cave.

Xu Yunduan was sitting on a futon, cultivating other secret techniques, when suddenly he raised an eyebrow and sensed a series of rapid fluctuations coming from outside the cave.

With a thought, he quickly extended his divine sense and saw Wen Lingyu pacing anxiously back and forth outside after throwing out a communication talisman, as if something very important had happened.

Buzz!

Xu Yun immediately took out the token, opened a gap in the formation, took the communication talisman into his hand, and injected a trace of magic power to activate it.

"Brother Xu, something terrible has happened. Brother Lin has sent a letter saying he needs our help."

As Wen Lingyu's urgent and anxious voice rang out, Xu Yun frowned slightly and took out his token to open an entrance to the formation.

Immediately following, accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, Wen Lingyu rushed to Xu Yun and anxiously handed him a jade slip.

Xu Yun immediately took it, and his divine sense quietly spread over it, scanning all the information inside.

"I never imagined something like this would happen..."

When Xu Yun saw the information in the jade slip, his brows furrowed even more. Since Lin Zuibai's family arrived safely in that wasteland, they had joined together with a group of distant relatives and established a cultivation family.

After a series of arguments and competition, Lin Zuibai successfully obtained a training ground to serve as the ancestral home for his immortal cultivation family, named Biyun Mountain.

Under Lin Zuibai's leadership, the reputation of the Biyun Lin family gradually spread. With the help of talismans and pills provided by Xu Yun and Wen Lingyu, his family became more and more prosperous.

Generally speaking, Lin Zuibai would never seek help from Xu Yun and his group unless absolutely necessary. At most, he would hope that they would provide some strategic resources and pay them according to market prices.

However, in this letter from Lin Zuibai, he stated that he had encountered unimaginable difficulties, and if he could not overcome them, the entire Biyun Lin family would likely suffer a calamity.

Therefore, having no other choice, Lin Zuibai had to seek help from Xu Yun and the other person.

"Brother Lin said that a cultivation family has its eye on one of their spirit stone mining sites. If it is taken away, the entire Biyun Lin family's livelihood will be in trouble."

Meanwhile, Wen Lingyu sat upright on the futon opposite her, her lips slightly parted, her face full of worry, clearly having already finished reading the letter.

Because that wasteland is close to the Ancient Green Mountains, many forces are unwilling to get involved, fearing that another beast tide will appear and cause them huge losses.

This is why many cultivators were able to establish families and sects in that wasteland with great success.

However, that wasteland is very far from Mofeng City. If Xu Yun and the others want to go there to help Lin Zuibai, it may take them quite a long time, and who knows what accidents might happen on the way.

That's why the suppression from the Ziyu Zhao family didn't affect Lin Zuibai's side. Little did they expect that what was originally a benefit would become an obstacle to them.

"Brother Lin has helped me a lot in the past, so I can't just ignore him now that he's in trouble."

After pondering for a moment, Xu Yun made a decision and blurted it out decisively.

The reason he was willing to help Lin Zuibai was not only because Lin had taken good care of him back then, but also because they had a deep friendship.

Furthermore, Lin Zuibai stated in his letter that he would provide compensation for this assistance, and he even included his information directly in the jade slip.

"A Blood Spirit Fruit with a two-hundred-year-old medicinal history is an excellent resource for body tempering. If I could obtain it, it would undoubtedly allow me to advance my Blood Sacrifice Body Tempering Technique to a higher level!"

Xu Yun murmured to himself, putting aside their friendship, the Blood Spirit Fruit alone was enough to make him make the trip.

"Brother Xu is right. Let's make our preparations and set off without delay!"

Wen Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. To be honest, she could understand if the other party really was unwilling to lend a helping hand, since it was indeed a bit unreasonable to ask such a person to do something against their will.

Even Lin Zuibai himself made this point in his letter, which made Wen Lingyu somewhat hesitant.

After all, she had been with Xu Yun for several years and their feelings for each other had deepened, and Lin Zuibai's request was indeed quite difficult.

Fortunately, Xu Yun was indeed as she had thought back then—a person of excellent character and a kind-hearted man—which immediately dispelled Wen Lingyu's confusion.

Xu Yun was unaware of Wen Lingyu's thoughts. After packing his things and temporarily entrusting Tianhe Tower to his trusted subordinates, he left Mofeng City with Wen Lingyu.

Since the Ancient Green Mountains were too far away for them, Xu Yun and his companion first went to a nearby immortal city to take a flying boat to shorten the distance and time, and then continued to travel along the designated route.

Time passed quietly, and several months later...

In a mountain forest.

Buzz!

Xu Yun and Wen Lingyu traveled through the area, traversing mountains and rivers, and encountered some attacks from monsters along the way, but nothing serious.

A moment later, they emerged from the forest and arrived at a green mountain peak.

On this mountain peak stood some houses and pavilions, not luxurious or elegant, but carrying a sense of everyday life.

In particular, there is a rising curtain of light around the mountain peak, with wisps of clouds swirling around it from time to time. Under the refracted sunlight, the clouds form a green color, which looks quite strange.

This place is none other than Biyun Mountain, the ancestral home of the Biyun Lin family.

Buzz!

As Xu Yun and his companion arrived at the foot of Biyun Mountain, they threw out a communication talisman. Soon, several figures rushed down the mountain and hurriedly arrived in front of them.

Xu Yun looked around and saw that the leader was a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched figure and white hair, dressed in a simple long robe.

However, the faint traces of his appearance, as well as his unchanging composure and calmness, revealed nothing about the identity of the person who came.

"Brother Lin, it's been a long time."

Xu Yun and Wen Lingyu had solemn expressions, pursed their lips, and bowed deeply as they watched the figures emerge from the array. Their gazes fell on the leader.

"Yes, it's been several years since we last met. I never imagined we'd meet again. But as your brother... sigh..."

As Lin Zuibai spoke, his eyes reddened slightly, and he bowed deeply in respect. He had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Biyun Lin family, exhausting himself, not only to leave a legacy for his descendants.

He also wanted to develop the Biyun Lin family to a good enough level so that he could help his two sworn friends in the future.

Unexpectedly, before he could even reach that goal, his family suffered a calamity, forcing him to swallow his pride and seek help from his two sworn brothers.

Lin Zuibai had already given up hope, and even stated in his letter that it didn't matter if he was rejected, at least he could at least save face.

However, he never expected that his two sworn friends would actually risk their lives to come and help him, which left Lin Zuibai with mixed feelings.

"Brother, there's no need for that. Given our relationship, I can certainly help you with this."

Xu Yun quickly helped Lin Zuibai up, patted him on the shoulder, and was filled with emotion.

It seems that Lin Zuibai has really sacrificed a lot for his family. Back then, he suffered many misfortunes, and even his own potential and foundation were damaged, making it impossible for him to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

But I have never lost my composure like this before.