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"Celestial Herb, I never expected to see it here." A hint of greed flashed in the eyes of the older saintess, but it vanished in an instant. She reached out and stroked the black object, her voice filled with excitement.

"Does Your Excellency truly intend to give us such a treasure?"

“Of course.” Jiang Wen nodded in response. Although he could tell from the expressions of the Baixi people that the item was precious, he was not particularly interested.

Although this spiritual herb called Celestial Mystic Grass was rich in spiritual energy, it couldn't compare to the top-grade spirit stones in his storage bag. Not to mention, it couldn't be compared to the essence of a spiritual vein spring. Only by chance could Jiang Wen have found such a treasure.

"You all saved my brother and me, and this is nothing. If we can return to Baiyi, we will surely repay you handsomely," Jiang Wen said sincerely, portraying himself as a man of great loyalty and righteousness. The social customs of this Fallen Immortal Land are unknown, but a man of great loyalty and righteousness should be universally liked.

Upon hearing this, everyone from Baixi was deeply moved. The Celestial Immortal Herb was an invaluable treasure, yet the Baiyi people gave it away so readily. Who wouldn't be grateful for such a generous gift?

Yanming immediately walked to Jiang Wen's side, patted him on the back, and said in a rather heroic voice, "Brother Jiang, how could we fail to repay such kindness? Once we return to Baixi, Brother Jiang can rest assured and stay here. When the Path to Immortality opens, Yanming will do everything in his power to send Brother Jiang back."

Jiang Wen smiled upon hearing this and cupped his hands in thanks to Yan Ming, saying, "Then thank you very much, Brother Yan."

Everyone burst into laughter upon seeing this, even the few who had remained indifferent throughout the journey now smiled. With this Celestial Herb, they no longer needed to stay in this Land of Fallen Immortals. Returning home as soon as possible would certainly be the best outcome.

With this generous gift, the people of Baixi became even more friendly towards Jiang Wen and his companion. Even the two aloof saintesses became more amiable and told Jiang Wen about their own affairs.

The two holy maidens are from the Baixi Snow Clan. The elder one is named Xue Ning, and the younger one is the current holy maiden of the Snow Clan, named Xue Ji.

The two of them came out this time to complete the trial of the Holy Maiden of the Baixi Tribe. Before this, they could only be considered as candidates for Holy Maiden.

Baixi tribe, Snow tribe, Holy Maiden.

These things sounded very familiar to Jiang Wen. If he was not mistaken, the people who sought survival in this land of fallen immortals must be inextricably linked to the ancient Taicang races.

After all, only the holy maiden of a clan can be given the title of Ji, just like Luo Ji, the holy maiden of the Luo clan that Jiang Wen once met in Taicang.

Liang Yuan, who was standing to the side, was confused and had no idea about the Baixi tribe, the Snow tribe, or the Holy Maiden.

After the excitement subsided, she tugged at Jiang Wen's sleeve and quietly asked, "What is the relationship between the Baixi tribe, the Xue tribe, and the Holy Maiden?"

Jiang Wen glanced at the group from Baixi and patiently explained the relationships between them to Liang Yuan.

"The Baixi tribe is a great unified tribe, just like the Great Qian Dynasty. And the Xue tribe is like a state under the rule of the Great Qian Dynasty, so the Holy Maiden is naturally the governor of this state."

"I see." After hearing Jiang Wen's explanation, Liang Yuan had a better understanding of the Baixi tribe. Knowing that she would be guilty of saying too much, she had tried her best to let Jiang Wen do the communication along the way.

The group rested by the campfire for a while, after which the Holy Maiden Xue Ning announced that she was preparing to return to the Baixi tribe.

Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly packed their things to leave. They didn't want to stay in this eerie land of fallen immortals for even a moment longer.

Jiang Wen also planned to return with the Baixi people. He wanted to see if the Baixi tribe was indeed one of the original Taicang tribes. The two of them didn't have much, so they just watched the Baixi people busy themselves.

The enormous Iwaaki carried a huge cloth bag on his back, which was filled with black stones.

When dealing with the skeletal fallen immortals, Jiang Wen noticed them frantically adding this stuff to the campfire. Curious, he subtly inquired and learned from Yan Ming that it was called Black Ink Stone, and that it could repel corpses. Once lit, ordinary corpses wouldn't approach, which was one of the tribes' survival methods in the Fallen Immortal Land.

Having figured it out, Jiang Wen got a few pieces from Yan Ming with great interest, ready to see what exactly they were.

After packing their things, Baixi and his group prepared to return home.

Two candidate saintesses walked at the front, their bells jingling in the blood moonlight. The rest carried cloth bags, scattering dust from them in the surroundings as they went.

Xuanjue explained that this was called "exorcising immortals," which could conceal their tracks. The Land of Fallen Immortals was extremely dangerous; one could easily invite annihilation. Many years ago, the Land of Fallen Immortals was home to numerous tribes, but they were all wiped out for various reasons. Those tribes that were not wiped out were filled with fear and thus united to form four major tribes.

"The Land of Fallen Immortals is not only home to our four major tribes. There are also some reclusive tribes that rarely appear. Those tribes are extremely mysterious, and only the elders of the tribes know a thing or two about them," Yan Ming said casually.

They encountered no further danger along the way; the two holy maidens seemed to be able to sense danger and avoid the various perils they faced. This amazed Jiang Wen, who had noticed the strange creature's presence, and gave him a new understanding of these tribes.

Indeed, the tribes that have been able to thrive and multiply in this place are not so simple.

They had been walking for an unknown amount of time, and even Jiang Wen was showing signs of fatigue. The blood moon still hung high in the sky, but the blood mist had thinned considerably.

The group, who had been quite energetic, stopped chatting and focused on getting on their way.

Just as Jiang Wen couldn't help but ask how much longer it would take to reach Bai Xi's residence, the saintess walking ahead stopped.

"We've arrived," the saintess said softly.

"We've arrived?" Jiang Wen looked at the desolate landscape before him, no different from any other fallen immortal lands. He then looked around, his divine sense faintly detecting some kind of fluctuation.

It seems that the Hundred Streams are being obscured by something, making it difficult to enter by ordinary means.

Thinking to himself, Jiang Wen looked at the Holy Maiden.

The two saintesses rang bells and each used a small knife to cut open the palm of their hand.

Blood flowed, and the saint knelt in prayer.

They stuck two white branches into the ground and dripped blood onto them.

He knelt down, reciting prayers.

Just after the saints kowtowed for the third time, the white branch began to glow.

The desolate scenery before them slowly faded, revealing a waterfall as smooth as a mirror. The waterfall gradually became clearer, as if projecting a lush, verdant valley scene.

It was a scene completely opposite to the desolate land of fallen immortals, a vibrant paradise.

"Finally home!" Yanming said happily, standing behind him.

"Yes, we're finally back."

"Thankfully, I survived, it's just a pity I've been handed over to them..."

"This is how it always is when you go to the Land of Fallen Immortals; life and death are inevitable." Xuan Jue patted the shoulder of the dejected man and comforted him.

Jiang heard this and knew they were talking about their companions who had died in the Land of Fallen Immortals. Even the warriors of the tribe couldn't guarantee they would return unharmed from the Land of Fallen Immortals.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Yanming didn't say anything more and strode towards the waterfall.

As the Baixi group walked into the waterfall one by one, Jiang Wen and Liang Yuan followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)