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

Ye Chang'an wanted to cry but had no tears.

He suffered such a great loss at her hands. If he doesn't turn the tables and regain his face, won't he be severely suppressed by her in the future?

He didn't want the disciples of Taiqing Pavilion or the Wen family to know, so he had no choice but to hire two experts to deal with her.

She beat him up, and he taught her a lesson in return, just to see how arrogant she would be in the future.

Before he could even make a move, he was taken hostage!

He trembled, managing a smile that looked more like a grimace, his voice shaking as he pleaded, "Senior Sister Lin! I... I really didn't mean to kill you! I was just... just kidding..."

Song Yao had drunk too much, and now drowsiness was creeping over her in waves.

She was still holding his hair, her eyes slightly lowered. Her originally clear and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a light red from the smell of alcohol, losing some of her usual aloofness and instead revealing a touch of youthful naiveté.

Ye Chang'an felt uneasy under her gaze, and looking at her face, he also felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.

These girls from the Nine Saints Hall are all incredibly beautiful, and each one is also incredibly difficult to deal with.

Song Yao is, Wen Tang is, and so is this newcomer, Lin Mu.

However, Song Yao is dead, and Wen Tang has been sent away so he can't cause any major trouble. As for Lin Mu, he can't be any more difficult to deal with than the previous two, right?

Just as I was thinking this, my scalp tingled again.

The person in front of him seemed to have suddenly thought of something amusing: "Are you kidding me? Then Young Master Ye must be very free. Perfect, I have some Qi-replenishing pills here, Young Master Ye, please try them on for me."

Ye Chang'an: "..."

He had heard of her Qi-boosting pills.

Lu Mingxuan and his companions from the Northern Shaking Sect suffered greatly, not only losing face but also nearly losing their lives.

She, she actually wanted to torture him with this thing.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but Song Yao added, "My Qi-replenishing pills are good stuff. If you don't agree, I'll pull out all your hair."

Ye Chang'an: "...I'm willing."

Song Yao then released him and took out a pile of pills from her storage bag: "Here you go."

Ye Chang'an: "Is it... here?"

Song Yao: "Isn't this place okay?"

Ye Chang'an: "..."

What if he goes mad like Lu Mingxuan and the others after taking the pills in this desolate wilderness...?

Moreover, I've heard that other, even worse symptoms may occur.

Song Yao was sleepy and didn't want to chat with him: "Just eat them one by one here, I'll keep an eye on you."

Ye Chang'an: "..."

It's precisely because you see it that it's even more terrifying.

He looked around and, confirming that no one could save him, reluctantly reached for the medicine with trembling hands.

After much hesitation and agonizing, he finally closed his eyes and, with a death-defying resolve, threw it into his mouth.

Song Yao took out her notebook again and began to take notes carefully.

She was about to return to the Nine Saints Hall. It was different from outside; most of the people there were familiar faces, so she couldn't act recklessly. There weren't as many people she could mess around with.

Furthermore, she had already figured out a pattern: the more experimental samples there were, the easier it would be to succeed in alchemy after returning home.

Once she has fully mastered the art of making Qi-replenishing pills, she will be able to sell them and secure her livelihood in the future!

The more Song Yao thought about it, the more hopeful she felt. Before the medicine took effect, she poured out a few more pills, pried open Ye Chang'an's mouth, and stuffed them into his mouth: "Hurry up, I'm a little sleepy."

Ye Chang'an: "..."

Didn't you say to take them one at a time? Waaah.

Over the next few hours, Ye Chang'an took several batches of pills, experiencing symptoms such as dementia, mania, fever, vomiting, and dizziness, but he got up again due to the effects of the medicine, feeling refreshed.

Finally, feeling completely refreshed and with his spiritual power greatly increased, he sat on the ground and inexplicably had the illusion that someone was whipping him with a salt water whip.

Although I don't feel any discomfort for the time being, I feel a bit stiff.

It was as if he had died several times and come back to life.

He looked at Song Yao with unfocused eyes.

The girl yawned, ruffled her hair, and looked exhausted; she was clearly on the verge of passing out.

Determined to become a good alchemist, she lazily took out another handful of pills: "The last one."

Ye Chang'an: "...Why don't you just pluck my hair out?"

It was clearly not his place to refuse.

He took the pill, weak yet healthy, and was about to put it in his mouth.

The person opposite him suddenly cleared their eyes, their brows furrowing slightly as they looked at him: "You hired other assassins?"

Ye Chang'an, already exhausted and seeing stars, burst into tears upon hearing this, her voice trembling with sobs: "I only hired those two! Bah! They weren't assassins at all! I didn't mean to kill you, I really didn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yao suddenly stood up and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying three zhang away.

He tasted a metallic sweetness in his throat, let out a wail, and didn't even have time to complain.

—The next second, two dark figures suddenly darted out from the forest, and long swords emanating black energy slashed fiercely at the spot where he had just been sitting.

"boom!"

A deep, bottomless crack appeared in the ground, sending up rubble and dust.

Looking up, one could see that the two people were shrouded in an impenetrable black aura, and the skin exposed beneath their robes was deathly gray.

His eye sockets were empty, dark holes without eyeballs, and his lips were bluish-black; he was clearly not a normal person.

Like a demon.

Their sword strikes missed their mark, their momentum faltered, and they immediately changed direction, charging towards Song Yao and Ye Chang'an again, their sword winds carrying a chilling coldness.

Ye Chang'an was terrified, scrambling and rolling on the ground as he fled, his cries trembling: "Help! What is this?!"

Using the shadows of the trees, Song Yao flipped and leaped onto the old locust tree, her clothes brushing against the branches to avoid the sword wind. She only dodged and did not engage in combat. After observing for a while, her brows furrowed.

Judging from the way they attacked Ye Chang'an, each strike was deadly, so it was definitely not Ye Chang'an's doing.

Moreover, their cultivation levels are definitely not low; at least for her now, she's not confident she can defeat two of them.

Logically speaking, there should be disciples patrolling near major sects, and there should be formations to block them. How could there be demons of such a level?

And how did they happen to come to us?

The sword light, shrouded in thick, dark evil energy, slashed down again, and Song Yao used the force to land back on the ground.

The old locust tree behind us suddenly split open, black smoke corroded the trunk, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The tree, which took two people to encircle, crashed to the ground with a dull thud, sending dust flying through the forest and scattering pebbles everywhere.

Ye Chang'an was able to dodge quickly thanks to the few waves of pills he had just taken, and was not injured for the time being, but he could not withstand the fierce attack.

Seeing Song Yao land, he scrambled over as if grasping at a last straw, his voice trembling and hoarse: "Senior Sister Lin! What do we do now?!"

Song Yao reached out and patted his shoulder, her words carrying a heavy heart: "Run."

Then he turned around, stepped onto the Azure Water Sword, and rushed towards the city gate.

Ye Chang'an was shocked for two seconds.

No.

She was so arrogant when she hit me, but now she's running away so fast!

He narrowly dodged the attack and then stepped onto his sword to chase after Song Yao.

Two more evil spirits were still chasing after them, moving at an astonishing speed.

The effects of the Qi-boosting pill wore off at this moment, and just as they were about to grab his ankle, he gritted his teeth and crushed the jade pendant at his waist.