Divine Seal: The Shadow Legion, I am the Shadow Lord.

The setting sun cast its rays upon the two, making their shadows long and thin on the gravel path.

Not long after leaving Odin's Palace, Yun Xuan casually handed his Qi-Nourishing Liquid to Long Haochen beside him.

"Brother Yun, I really can't take your Qi-Nourishing Liquid anymore! You also need to cultivate, and it's not easy to improve your spiritual power. How can you always give me your share..." Long Haochen paused as he looked at the jade bottle handed to him and quickly waved his hand.

Yunxuan, however, remained nonchalant and said, "Just take it. This stuff doesn't have much effect on me anymore, so drinking it would be a waste."

Seeing that Long Haochen still wanted to refuse, he changed the subject and added, "Besides, this isn't for you, it's for Aunt Yue. She's in poor health and needs this to recuperate."

Upon hearing the title "Aunt Yue," Long Haochen's previously determined expression softened.

The Aunt Yue that Yunxuan mentioned was none other than his mother, Bai Yue, with whom he depended on each other for survival.

His mother was frail for many years, and her complexion would only improve slightly after drinking these nourishing liquids.

He had always given his portion to his mother.

After that, Yunxuan gave him his share several times.

If it weren't for that, he probably wouldn't have been able to pass the assessment test today.

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back and rest now."

Yunxuan waved casually and then turned and walked towards another fork in the road.

He had only one thought in mind: to find a quiet place to sleep immediately.

He has indeed been quite focused on improving his skills lately.

He had a vague feeling that once his external spiritual power reached 200 points, he would be able to enter the second hall.

He has already improved his strength so much from just one trial temple. What surprises will come when the second temple opens?

The thought alone made him quite excited!

"I really have to sleep this time..." he muttered softly, rubbing his throbbing temples.

There are limits to how much mental endurance a person can have.

If you force yourself to enter the Trial Temple to "grind" progress.

The next "death" may bring not only excruciating pain, but also a true mental breakdown, or even sudden death in reality.

He couldn't afford that kind of price.

Right now, getting enough sleep and restoring energy are the most important things.

Just as Yun Xuan turned to leave, Long Haochen's voice came from behind him again: "Brother Yun, why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Yunxuan paused, turned around and replied, "It's possible, but I'm afraid I'll have to go later."

"It's alright," Long Haochen said.

Then, Yunxuan walked towards his little house.

Before long, his little wooden house came into view at the edge of the horizon.

However, just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief and head straight for his bed, he suddenly stopped.

He had a feeling that something was wrong, and then his gaze swept around and he vaguely caught a glimpse of a petite figure that seemed to have fallen to the ground.

A strong sense of curiosity dispelled some of my sleepiness, and I cautiously approached. Then I saw a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old!

The little girl was very slender and petite, with short, light purple hair.

Her clothes were torn in several places, and the area around them was stained with blood, clearly indicating that she was injured.

Although she fell to the ground, she was clearly still conscious.

She was using her slender arms to support herself on the ground, struggling to get up.

But her slightly trembling body and pale face revealed her weakness at that moment.

Yunxuan looked at the seriously injured girl who had suddenly appeared there, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

In the depths of this remote forest, a strange girl, badly injured... this is truly unusual.

He hesitated only for a moment before stepping forward to support the girl, asking, "Are you alright? What happened here?"

The little girl noticed the movement behind her, her body trembled, and she turned to look at Yun Xuan.

When their eyes met, Yunxuan finally saw her face clearly.

Although the girl's face was covered in dirt, her delicate features were still clearly visible.

What's most striking about her are her eyes; despite her young age, there's no trace of childishness in them.

Instead, it was filled with a stubbornness and coldness that kept people at arm's length.

Upon seeing Yunxuan suddenly appear, she barely managed to raise a hand covered in mud and small wounds, and wrote in Yunxuan's palm: "I can't speak. There are bad guys chasing me. They'll be here soon. Brother, save me."

Yun Xuan's gaze sharpened slightly, and he said, "Don't be afraid, let me treat your injuries first."

He softened his voice and gently helped the little girl up from the ground, then walked quickly toward his little cabin not far away.

At the same time, Yunxuan's mind raced.

He truly never expected that he would encounter the crucial character from the original story, Saint Cher, in this way on his way home.

The scene before him vaguely overlapped with fragments of his memory, which confirmed the other party's identity.

"But since we've encountered this, we still have to save them," Yunxuan thought to himself.

After all, from any perspective, he couldn't possibly ignore such a pitiful girl who was seriously injured and being hunted down.

At that moment, Saint Cher's fingers traced rapidly across the ground: "I can sense their presence. They're coming soon. They can smell me. You'd better hurry, or it will be too late."

She even tried to push Yunxuan with her little hands, hoping he would escape alone.

Yunxuan simply gave a gentle smile and said in a mild tone, "Don't worry, I'm here."

As he spoke, he helped Saint Cher into the house, where he had some simple healing tools.

After all, it's training, and injuries are inevitable.

As soon as Yunxuan finished speaking, the atmosphere in the forest suddenly became tense and oppressive.

With the sound of rustling footsteps, tall, black figures slowly emerged from the surrounding shadows, subtly surrounding the two of them.

These men in black were burly and exuded a chilling aura.

A faint, fishy smell, belonging to wild animals, wafted on the wind, making one feel somewhat nauseous.

Yunxuan's eyes narrowed, and he shielded Sheng Cai'er behind him. Then, with a "clang," he drew the wooden sword from his back.

The rough wooden sword in his hand seemed to carry a dignified aura at this moment.

"Heh heh, where did this brat come from? Want to be a hero? You'll have to see if you have the ability!" A sharp, piercing voice rang out from the leader of the black-clad men, filled with disdain and cruelty.

"You can give it a try," Yunxuan replied calmly.

At this moment, the black-clad man who had spoken slipped off his clothes, revealing his true face.

His face was covered with a thick layer of black hair, his mouth and nose protruded, and his pair of yellow eyes, radiating a fierce light, looked particularly ferocious in the dim light.

However, this face, which would frighten an ordinary child to tears, had no effect on Yunxuan whatsoever.

These are nothing more than the lowest-ranking wolf demon minions, belonging to the second-level magical beasts.

It sounds intimidating, but their actual combat strength is only equivalent to that of a first-tier human knight squire.