After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Luo really wanted to make them understand a principle—

Often, when you do something wrong, you can't just apologize and repent and let it go. Some sins can only be atoned for with death.

All the talk about physical and emotional abuse is fake.

In Luo Huanzhen's value system, taking their lives is the greatest punishment for bad people.

And in the distance, Ling Ying.

The moment it lost its master, all the restrictions on its body were released.

Although demonic beasts will obey their masters, be one with their masters, and take their masters' interests as their own.

However, this is on the premise that the master-servant contract is in effect.

Now that its two owners are dead, it has lost the command to resist that came from them.

So, he immediately knelt down in Luo Huanzhen's direction.

I dare not run, I absolutely dare not run.

It couldn't catch up with this lotus-shaped magical artifact floating in the air, eyeing it menacingly.

Luo Huan shook the blood off his fist and walked toward Ling Ying, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him in a human-like manner.

It was just a demon beast at the Golden Core stage.

It cannot speak human language yet, it can only make "chirp chirp chirp" sounds.

Luo Huanzhen squatted down. "What? What did you say? I don't understand."

Ling Ying continued chirping, gesturing with its wings, pointing at Luo Huanzhen and then at itself.

Luo Zhen thought about it for a while and then understood what it meant.

It wanted to live, so it was willing to make Luo Huan sign a contract and work for her.

Luo Zhen shook his head.

"Sorry, I don't need a spirit pet. I have Little Lotus for traveling, and as for a pet to accompany me... I don't like you either."

Luo Huanzhen was thinking of Xiao Hei.

It's the friend she likes.

We can eat together, play together, and do things we like together.

The contract between them still exists, and even though they are so far apart, Luo Zhen can still feel the connection between himself and Xiao Hei.

Seeing Luo Huanzhen's state, Ling Ying became a little anxious.

What she said made a lot of sense; this junior human cultivator didn't seem to think much of him.

It gestured left and right, continuing to make "chirp chirp chirp" sounds to beg for mercy, trying to express that it did not follow the two monks willingly.

They made a pact with it when it was still an egg.

Anyone who disobeys will be punished.

As a cultivator's spirit pet, it couldn't even commit suicide, which is why it helped them with so many things.

Luo Huanzhen's expression remained unchanged.

She reached out her hand to Ling Ying with a firm and indifferent gaze.

Ling Ying was filled with fear.

The way Sister Hua and Brother Tong died just now is still vivid in my mind. They died at this hands. It seems that I am also doomed to die today.

Ling Ying has never experienced a free life in his entire life.

It had resigned itself to being controlled by others for life, but unexpectedly, freedom came so quickly.

But on the day freedom arrives, it will also die.

This little girl's strength is exaggerated and terrifying, far exceeding her apparent Nascent Soul stage cultivation.

It might be a period of distraction, or it might be a period of integration.

Even bordering on the Mahayana stage...

It's uncertain.

Lingying closed its eyes. Since it couldn't escape, it would calmly accept death, at least it wouldn't look so pathetic.

"Slap! Slap!"

A sharp pain shot through his enormous head.

Ling Ying thought.

Is this what its former owner felt before he died?

It hurts a lot, but it doesn't seem to hurt that much.

It felt like being slapped twice across the face, but not to the point of excruciating pain.

and many more.

Two slaps?

Ling Ying raised his head blankly, his eyes wide open.

The little girl in front of him withdrew her hand and pointed into the distance, speaking to him.

"Alright, you can get lost now."

Ling Ying: "?"

Chirp chirp chirp?

Luo Huanzhen frowned, looking speechless, and said, "What, do you want me to kill you?"

Those two monks committed evil deeds and deserve to die.

Ling Ying is at most a tool they forcibly manipulate; she is not some ruthless killer.

Ling Ying was overjoyed.

It chirped happily at Luo Huanzhen, circled her several times, and then flapped its wings and flew into the distance, turning into a streak of light and disappearing completely.

Luo Huanzhen stared at the direction where Ling Ying disappeared, her small hand clenching gently.

Ling Ying's fate also serves as a warning.

It is small and weak, subject to others, and its fate is like a leaf in the ocean, not in control of its own destiny.

Its only special ability is to fly fast.

And myself... whether it's my innate spirit-absorbing holy body or my special perception of rare and precious materials... it's more tempting than any divine artifact in this world.

One day, these qualities of hers will be revealed.

She cannot follow in Ling Ying's footsteps.

She really needs to strive to become the strongest in order to protect herself.

If Luo Huanzhen in the past only vaguely understood the goals and heights he needed to reach under Yun Yao's guidance...

Now, Luo Zhenhuan truly understands why he must become stronger.

She used a water purification spell to wash away the blood and grime from her body.

They jumped onto the little lotus flower that had been waiting nearby and entered the vast mountains of the Heling Mountains.

As for the remains of the cultivators surnamed Hua and Tong...

Before long, they will be devoured by carnivorous monsters that come out to hunt for food along the outer edge of the Heling Mountains.

Two wicked cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage who were causing trouble in Zhongzhou.

And so their story came to an end.

……

Luo Zhenhuan, holding the One Leaf Sect's token, arrived at the easternmost part of the Heling Mountains.

One Leaf Sect is a major sect in Central Continent.

Their sect's buildings and mountain gates should be a very grand and large complex, and easy to identify.

However, Luo Zhenhuan rode the little lotus flower and patrolled back and forth in the air for a long time, but still could not find the location of the One Leaf Sect.

Luo Zhen scratched his head.

That's strange.

Let's take a closer look.

Thinking this, Luo Huanzhen closed his eyes and focused his mind, beginning to expand his perception.

Suddenly, her brow twitched.

A faint yet remarkably clear fluctuation came from afar.

It felt as if someone were plucking a string from a very far place, the sound traveling across mountains and rivers, precisely landing in her perception.

Luo Huanzhen opened his eyes and urged the little lotus to fly in that direction.

The closer you get, the more obvious the fluctuations become.

It carries a sense of vitality, like an ancient tree sprouting new buds or an old vine growing new branches.

Gentle and lingering.

Soon Luo Huanzhen entered a valley, at the end of which stood an ancient banyan tree.

That tree had lived for countless years; its trunk was so thick that ten people could not encircle it, and countless aerial roots hung down like curtains.

Luo Huanzhen landed in front of the tree, looked up, and suddenly his gaze sharpened.

Among the thousands of leaves, she found one that was different. Its appearance was no different from the other leaves, and it even had a small dent from an insect bite.

But Luo really did sense that warm, lingering, special aura from this leaf.

Luo Huanzhen reached out and touched the leaf hidden among the ordinary green leaves.