I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Song Yao: "......"

I should have stayed here to watch the show and run away.

She tried to negotiate with them: "I'm not a sword cultivator or a spiritual cultivator, I'm just a pill cultivator with a weak constitution. How about this, I'll go out and find you a few strong and healthy people..."

Upon hearing this, the pitiful look on the boy's face vanished completely, replaced by a sinister and ruthless expression.

His fingernails dug tightly into her ankle, and he shrieked, "Stop pretending! Your body is full of pure spiritual energy; it's perfect for you!"

Possessed by a vengeful spirit, Jiang Jin approached step by step, his long sword enveloped in thick black resentment, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Song Yao's throat.

The siblings' voices overlapped, chilling and piercing: "We'll give you two choices—either obediently hand over your body, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Song Yao sighed softly.

Forget it.

It's impossible to save her by relying on the group of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people outside.

She lowered her eyes, her fingertips gripping the hilt of the sword. The sharp blade was drawn from its sheath with a swift sound, its cold light drawing a chilling arc in the dim cellar.

"Come."

With that one word, the boy's figure vanished from the spot.

The vengeful spirit attached to Jiang Jin felt a blur before its eyes and hurriedly swung its longsword, which was wrapped in thick black resentment, but missed its target.

The boy roared and lunged forward, his fingertips reaching for the pale blue afterimage, but he only grasped air.

Both vengeful spirits had their pupils contracted.

—They couldn't even pinpoint the girl's location!

This is not right. Her spiritual power is clearly very weak, even weaker than that of the young man who has been possessed!

But that speed, that sword technique...

This is just too bizarre!

Song Yao's sword shot out in the next second, weaving a sword net around the two of them.

Amidst flashes of cold light, the sword shadows overlapped one after another, making it impossible to distinguish which was real and which was illusory.

The siblings fought with all their might, swinging their swords to parry, but were instead forced to retreat by the fierce sword winds.

The black energy leaked out wildly from the wound, and it could not hold on for more than a few breaths.

The vengeful spirit attached to Jiang Jin was forcibly expelled by the sword net, and the siblings turned into two semi-transparent phantoms, crashing heavily onto the muddy ground.

Jiang Jin's body went limp, and he collapsed straight down.

Song Yao sheathed his sword and slowly walked to the illusory figure. The tip of his sword touched the ground, and the cold light reflected on the two men's distorted faces in defeat.

She sighed softly, "I've already said, I'm just an ordinary alchemist."

The siblings were terrified, scrambling and kowtowing as they begged for mercy: "Spare us! Young hero, spare us! We know we were wrong! We swear we will never set foot on the Nine Saints Hall's territory again, never harm cultivators again, and never cause trouble again! Please have mercy and spare our lives!"

Song Yao astutely caught the key words in the conversation: "The territory of the Nine Saints Hall? You two vengeful spirits have been to places outside the territory of the Nine Saints Hall?"

The two vengeful spirits were clearly more panicked: "No, no..."

Song Yao's sword tip rested firmly against the young man's neck: "Not telling the truth?"

The young man gasped in fright, while the girl's eyes darted around before she rushed forward, pleading softly, "Young hero, spare my life! I'll talk, I'll talk! We really did move here from somewhere else..."

Song Yao looked at her.

The next second, her voice abruptly stopped, and she and the boy erupted again, lunging straight for Song Yao's heart: "Die!"

Song Yao didn't even lift her eyelids. With a slight twist of her wrist, the blade drew a pale blue arc.

The two piercing screams stopped abruptly as soon as they began.

The vengeful spirit's phantom was instantly shattered by the sword energy, leaving not even a wisp of its soul behind.

At the same time, the sandstorm swept through, and the thin layer of fog that had been pressing down everywhere completely dissipated.

The demon realm has been destroyed.

-

"Oh my little apprentice, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"Have you lost weight? You hadn't gained any weight to begin with, so you must have lost quite a few pounds now?"

"What exactly happened with them? How did they protect you?"

"Sixteen! What are you doing? Why aren't you coming to take a look at my disciple?!"

In a side room of the Disease Removal Pavilion, several seriously injured disciples lay unconscious.

The Sixteenth Elder, frantically tending to the wounded, glared at the Seventh Elder with barely suppressed rage: "Get out! Even if they all die, your disciple won't be a scratch!"

Of all the disciples who returned, she was the healthiest.

"Master, I'm alright."

Song Yao gulped down the nourishing soup in her hand, jumped off the couch, and ran to Jiang Jin's bedside.

Although she quickly drove the vengeful spirit away, some toxins remained in his body.

Moreover, he didn't break through to the Golden Core stage like in the book, and Song Yao was very worried about his safety.

She looked pleadingly at the Sixteenth Elder, "Could you please save him first? He seems to be dying."

The Sixteenth Elder was treating a disciple's stab wound in the waist when he heard this and turned to look at her.

This young girl didn't react much when she learned that her soul was missing, but now she's so anxious to care about her fellow disciple?

However, they are a handsome couple at such a good age, so it's normal.

He smiled, but the Seventh Elder beside him stared wide-eyed, clearly having also misunderstood.

The sixteenth elder comforted him, "Don't worry, although this poison is a bit strange, I have already given him acupuncture, so his life is not in danger for the time being. When he wakes up, I will help him circulate his internal energy to see if we can completely force the poison out."

Song Yao: "Really? But just now, a vengeful spirit possessed him."

The Sixteenth Elder chuckled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I've never made a mistake before."

Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

As she spoke, she tucked the blanket around him.

The moment Jiang Jin felt a slightly cool hand touch his cheek, his consciousness cleared up a little.

Although he fainted, he heard everything Song Yao said clearly.

She always seemed indifferent and didn't care about anyone, yet she cared about him so much.

It has been said that a daughter's thoughts are the hardest to fathom.

It turns out it was true.

He unconsciously smiled and felt a little better.

Song Yao didn't notice his subtle movements and relaxed a little.

Anyone can die, but Jiang Jin cannot.

He's taken so many of her pills, he has to pay for them before he dies.

Otherwise, she would incur a huge debt again.

After confirming his safety, Song Yao went into the inner room to check on Zhu Zhao again.

Despite having already been detoxified, Zhu Zhao's face was still deathly pale, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was even somewhat weak.

She frowned and hurriedly ran out to drag the Sixteenth Elder inside: "What happened to Second Senior Sister? Can you save her first?"

My second senior sister has also consumed quite a few of her pills, and she hasn't been paid yet, so she can't die.

The Sixteenth Elder was both amused and exasperated.

What's wrong with this child?

After worrying about this, they worry about that.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "Ah Zhao is too stubborn. She was already injured, but when she returned to the sect, she went to the Discipline Hall to receive punishment, saying that she misjudged and failed to protect you. As a result, her condition worsened, and she will probably need to recuperate for a while."

Zhu Zhao is indeed that kind of person.

Although she wasn't the one who made the mistake during the investigation, nor was she the one who wandered around and fell into the demonic illusion, she would take all the blame as long as she was present.

No wonder she can be portrayed as a positive character.

Song Yao stood beside her, her voice soft: "You absolutely mustn't die."

She had over 300,000 spirit stones tied to her body.

Even if something bad happens, the spirit stone must be returned before anything else goes wrong.

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, not seeing that on the bed, Zhu Zhao slightly raised her eyelids, her eyes filled with an indescribable meaning.