Alert! The Dragon Lord has emerged from seclusion!

"Our master cultivates the 'Ice Heart Technique,' which allows her to observe people and events directly to their essence," Lin Chen explained in a low voice. "But she appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside, so you don't need to be nervous."

Upon entering the stone hall, everyone immediately felt warmth.

The interior of the hall is simply furnished, yet exudes elegance in every detail.

Several ink paintings of landscapes hang on the wall, and in the corner there is a pot of blooming ice lotus, emitting a faint fragrance.

In the center is a stone table with several stone benches, and tea sets are placed on the table.

Bai Bingli had already taken her seat in the main seat and gestured for everyone to sit down.

"Tell me," she said, looking at Lin Chen. "What have you been through in the past five years?"

Her gaze fell on Lin Chen's dantian: "The power within you... even I can't see through it."

Knowing he couldn't hide it from his master, Lin Chen began by recounting what happened after he left the Heavenly Prison.

From her first encounter with Su Qingxue during the Zhao family's forced marriage, to discovering the connection between the Nine Yin Physique and the marriage contract, and then to the chaos of the Netherworld Sect, the Death Valley Star Core incident, and the calamity of the Guixu Heavenly Dao Alliance...

He spoke concisely, but he didn't miss any of the key points.

The six women occasionally added details, especially when Ye Qingcheng talked about the tragedy of the Ye family, there was still hatred in her eyes.

When Su Qingxue mentioned the crisis of the Su family, her tone remained cold, but her clenched fists revealed the turmoil in her heart.

Shen Qingqiu calmly analyzed the relationship between pharmacology and physical constitution.

Qin Yurou whispered about how she gradually accepted all of this.

Chu Ling'er and Mu Qingyao then described their feelings when they awakened their special abilities.

Bai Bingli listened quietly, without interrupting from beginning to end.

When Lin Chen spoke of the sprouting of the Chaos Seed and the symbiosis of the Seven Star Origins, a noticeable fluctuation finally appeared in her eyes.

"The Chaotic Dao Body... has sprouted?" Bai Bingli slowly stood up and walked to Lin Chen. "Stretch out your hand."

Lin Chen reached out his hand as instructed.

Bai Bingli placed three fingers on his wrist pulse, and a stream of pure, cool Xuan Yin True Qi probed into it.

A moment later, she withdrew her hand, her face showing obvious shock for the first time: "The primordial chaos, the seven stars as its roots... the path you have taken has never been walked by anyone throughout history."

"Master, is this... good or bad?" Lin Chen asked, voicing the worry that had been lingering in his heart.

Bai Bingli pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Chaos encompasses all things. If you can stabilize your foundation, your future achievements will be limitless."

"But precisely because there is no precedent, you have no experience to follow, and every step could be a dead end."

She looked at the six women: "You are all connected to Chen'er by origin; your fortunes are intertwined, and your losses are intertwined. In your future cultivation, you must constantly sense each other and there must be no mishaps."

The six women solemnly agreed.

Just then, a silvery laugh rang out from outside the hall:

"Oh my, I was wondering why Sister Bingli's palace was so lively! It turns out our little Chen'er is back!"

The door was pushed open, and a fiery red figure rushed in.

She was a woman who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was dressed in fiery red, her long hair was tied into a high ponytail with a gold ring, and her eyes were charming and her gaze was radiant.

She had a string of silver bells tied around her waist, which jingled as she walked.

It was none other than the third master—Hongluan.

As soon as she entered, her gaze locked onto Lin Chen, then she pounced on him like a gust of wind, pinching his cheeks and pulling them apart:

"You brat! You've grown quite strong in five years! Let your third master take a good look at you—wait, why is your face still so pale? Has the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Body not flared up yet?"

"Third Master..." Lin Chen's words were muffled by her pinching, "I'm fine, I've already found a way to reconcile them."

Hongluan then released her grip, turned her gaze to the six women, and her eyes immediately lit up:

"Wow! These are all Chen'er's wives? Each one more beautiful than the last! Come, come, let Third Master take a look—you're Su Qingxue, right? Sister Bingli mentioned you to me, the Profound Yin Physique, not bad, not bad!"

She then looked at Ye Qingcheng: "Frosty Yin Physique? And it's fused with a murderous heart? This little girl has quite a strong killing intent, but I like it!"

Next was Shen Qingqiu: "A medicinal spirit body? Very good, we can exchange medical skills in the future!"

Qin Yurou blushed and lowered her head under her gaze, while Chu Ling'er and Mu Qingyao curiously observed their overly lively master.

Hongluan circled around, then suddenly clapped her hands: "Such a joyous occasion! We must call the others over! Sister Bingli, I'll go get them!"

Before Bai Bingli could respond, she rushed out again, the sound of her silver bells fading into the distance.

Bai Bingli shook her head helplessly: "Your third master is still the same old man."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "It's good that Third Master has always been like this."

Soon after, footsteps could be heard.

The first to arrive was a woman dressed in a light blue robe, with a gentle demeanor and a scroll in her hand. She was the Fourth Master—Qing Shu, a woman of few words but with wise eyes.

Next came a woman in a purple dress, smiling, playing with a jade abacus in her hand.

She is the fifth master, Zi Suan, who is skilled in calculation and deduction.

Then came the sixth master, Xuanzhen, dressed in black. He was taciturn, but his waist was covered with array flags and array plates.

Finally, there's the seventh master—Hua Yu, dressed in a pale yellow dress, holding a small, snow-white beast in her arms, with a sweet smile, looking the youngest of all.

The seven masters gathered together.

Apart from the eldest master Bai Bingli, who remained aloof, the other six masters surrounded Lin Chen and the six women, asking them all sorts of questions.

Hongluan was the most enthusiastic, chatting with each of the six women one by one;

Qing Shu inquired in detail about Lin Chen's cultivation over the years;

Zi Suan was calculating something with her fingers;

Xuanzhen silently set up a soundproof array inside the hall;

Hua Yu curiously teased the jade bottle in Qin Yurou's arms, sensing Luo Yunyi's faint spiritual light.

The stone hall was bustling with activity.

After the initial pleasantries, Bai Bingli coughed lightly, and the hall fell silent.

"Chen'er," she said seriously, "besides visiting us, is there anything else you've come back for?"

Lin Chen nodded: "There are three things. First, I would like to ask the masters about the subsequent cultivation methods for the Chaotic Dao Body; second, regarding Yunyi's spiritual light nurturing, does Master know anything about the 'Soul-Nourishing Spiritual Spring'? Third..."

He paused, then looked at his seven masters: "I want to know, why were you imprisoned in Kunlun Heavenly Prison back then? Also, do you masters know any further details about the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Body and the Seven Star Body?"

The hall suddenly fell silent.

The seven masters exchanged glances, each with a different expression.

Hongluan stopped smiling, Qingshu closed the book in her hand, Zisuan stopped calculating, Xuanzhen placed her hand on the array plate, and Huayu hugged the white beast in her arms tightly.

Bai Bingli remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"You finally asked."

She stood up, walked to the pot of ice lotus, and lightly touched the petals with her fingertips:

"The seven of us were not 'imprisoned' in the Heavenly Prison."

"We are here voluntarily."

"Voluntary deployment?"

Lin Chen was stunned.

He always thought that his seven masters had committed some taboo or been harmed by enemies, which was why they were imprisoned in this perpetually snowy Heavenly Prison.

"Not bad." Bai Bingli turned around, her gaze sweeping over her six junior sisters before finally settling on Lin Chen's face:

"Kunlun Heavenly Prison has never imprisoned people."

"It is the 'source of trouble'."