Where is the righteous fairy we were promised?

The crimson jewel glowed brightly and suddenly burst into a vast spiritual flame.

The light and shadows of the sky were shattered in an instant, like a dream, at the point where the green grass stems met the water's surface.

In just a moment, the seemingly real illusion was burned away by the surging spiritual flames.

The next moment, the Illusionary Bird let out an even more mournful cry.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

When the three illusory birds saw that their prey under the pavilion was far stronger than themselves, they immediately tried to flee in panic.

However, before the Illusionary Bird could escape, a raging inferno of spiritual flames arrived.

In the blink of an eye, the three illusory birds perished in the spiritual flames.

The moment that crimson jewel was retracted.

There wasn't even a speck of ash, neither in the air nor on the ground.

It was clearly burned to the extreme!

"Evening Chant".

Upon seeing this, the woman playing the guqin stopped plucking the strings and smiled slightly.

"Your Flame Light Fire Spirit Technique seems to have improved again."

Hearing Chu Xinyue's praise, Yang Wanyin felt a little proud, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

But when she thought about the huge gap between herself and that hateful man, she felt...

Yang Wanyin couldn't help but suppress her smile.

A complex emotion flickered in those bright and beautiful eyes.

However, Yang Wanyin immediately smiled again.

But Chu Xinyue still noticed the change in her mood.

The fair fingertips gently plucked the strings, and a faint light emanated from the places where they touched them.

The melodious sound of a zither, seemingly blending into the mountains and rivers, rang out once again.

Hearing the familiar zither music, Yang Wanyin couldn't help but suppress her irritation and closed her eyes slightly.

A gentle breeze slowly spreads across the mountain.

A clear spring flows gently through the stream.

The sound of the zither drifted gently beneath the pavilion.

Even Yang Wanyin, whose mood was already bad because of thinking of Jiang Ning, couldn't help but calm down at this moment.

When the music ended, the pavilion returned to silence.

Yang Wanyin opened her eyes and stretched lazily.

She put away the radiant pearl in her hand, looked at the beautiful scenery outside the pavilion, and felt relaxed and refreshed.

Azure sky, white clouds;

Verdant green mountains and clear streams.

Everything was so beautiful.

—Especially when there isn’t that awful man around.

"Sister Xinyue."

Yang Wanyin stood up, leaned against a pillar under the pavilion, and casually remarked while admiring the scenery:

"We only have twenty days left before we leave."

How many of the Foundation Establishment prodigies who have emerged from the Jadeite Secret Realm do you think will remain?

I feel like I'm not even as good as the sixty-two people from last time.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xinyue gently stroked the strings of the zither, then raised her head, her beautiful eyes showing a slightly complicated expression.

"Probably... only a few people are left."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanyin was taken aback, but then she realized what he meant.

"Does Sister Xinyue mean... that most of the talented young masters of the immortal sects were killed by them?"

"It's just a guess, after all, we haven't seen many people along the way."

"Perhaps they've all gotten smarter and are hiding themselves."

"Well, maybe."

Yang Wanyin and Chu Xinyue didn't care about those arrogant and proud geniuses from the immortal sects.

After all, they themselves were disgusted by the way that group of people ignored the weak.

However, due to the limitations of the Soul-Binding Technique, the two women could not go on a killing spree in the secret realm without anyone provoking them.

Otherwise, once the news gets out, it would be equivalent to directly offending a large number of high-ranking officials from the five major immortal sects.

If that group of people were indeed mostly slaughtered by Jiang Ning and Lin Wanqing.

This saves them the trouble of finding ways to harm some deeply sinful people.

Therefore, Yang Wanyin and Chu Xinyue only exchanged a few words before ending the conversation.

"Wanyin, you should know that."

Chu Xinyue stood up, her guqin floating behind her, and walked to Yang Wanyin's side, smiling:

"If the new generation of geniuses from the five major immortal sects suffer heavy losses in this expedition to the secret realm."

Then, once we leave, we will certainly be escorted back by the sect elders immediately.

"Perhaps you'll never see Fellow Daoist Jiang again."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanyin immediately snorted coldly and said through gritted teeth:

"If that's the case, then it suits me perfectly!"

I couldn't wait to leave and get as far away from him as possible!

"I'll settle the score with him when I've mastered my cultivation!"

At this point, Yang Wanyin gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly.

His words were clearly filled with resentment.

However, to Chu Xinyue, Yang Wanyin's tone sounded as if she had been abandoned by a man.

"So, you've really given up on him, right?"

140 - We want your man.

"Of course!"

Yang Wanyin replied subconsciously.

But then Yang Wanyin immediately realized what was happening and couldn't help but give Chu Xinyue a reproachful look.

"Sister Xinyue, what are you saying!"

How can you say that I gave up?

Things aren't really as you think!

"Besides, haven't I already explained it before?"

You all misunderstood that day. I don't like Jiangning at all!

On the contrary, I wish I could kill him right now!

Chu Xinyue nodded gently upon hearing this, raised her hand to brush a strand of hair behind Yang Wanyin's ear, and smiled:

"Yes, I know, I know."

You mean you can't like him right now?

Let's talk about it later, okay?

"What can't I like!"

Yang Wanyin angrily slapped Chu Xinyue's hand away and shouted:

"I just don't like him!"

That was a trap he set for me!

You've all been fooled by him!

Even though Yang Wanyin appeared very angry at the moment.

But Chu Xinyue didn't believe her as usual; instead, she nodded perfunctorily.

"Okay, okay, we've all been fooled. You don't like him."

"What I said is real!"

"Well, I believe you."

"You'd never believe me! You clearly don't believe me!"

"You yourself told me that night, under those circumstances, how could I trust you?"

"That's a trap! A trap! I wasn't being honest!"

"It's no use telling me now that you're not sincere. You need to put your mind at ease."

"I……"

Seeing Chu Xinyue's seemingly gentle and comforting demeanor, yet her complete disbelief, Yang Wanyin almost became so angry that her spiritual energy became disordered.

"Sister Xinyue, please listen to me..."