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

My face felt cool.

She reached out and touched it—

It's wet.

They are tears.

"Waaah..."

Luo Huanzhen quickly wiped his eyes haphazardly with his sleeve, but his eyes were still red, and the tip of his nose was also red.

I'm so sad.

Even though she knew it was fake, a "possible future" shown to her by the mirror, her heart still felt like it was being violently gripped when she saw her master fall.

very painful.

She wanted to protect her master.

We must protect our Master.

We absolutely must not let those things in the mirror happen.

absolute!

……

At the same time, within the area covered by the nine giant pillars, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect gradually woke up.

Some people sat cross-legged in a daze, seemingly savoring the insights they had gained from the illusion;

Some people had red eyes, clearly having seen something heartbreaking;

There are still people...

"Waaaaah, where's my big chicken leg?! How did it just disappear?! It was such a huge chicken leg! So juicy! I just took a bite!!"

The chubby disciple who had been lying on the ground gnawing on a bone woke up and found a dusty human bone stuffed in his mouth. He spat and spat, his face looking like the sky had fallen.

The surrounding disciples were suppressing their laughter, their shoulders shaking.

"Fatty Wang, your inner demon... could it be cravings?"

The chubby disciple wiped his mouth, looking aggrieved: "I...I don't know either! I just saw a chicken leg this big, and it smelled amazing..."

He gestured with his hand, making a gesture that was bigger than his head.

"puff!"

Finally, someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"So you mean if you can't overcome your gluttony, your cultivation will be stuck here?"

"It's not because I'm greedy!"

The chubby disciple blushed and corrected him righteously, "It's...it's an obsession with food! That chicken leg in the illusion tasted like the one my mother used to make for me when I was little...I ate it in the illusion for three whole years, three whole years! Do you know how happy I was?!"

The disciples: "..."

Three years of the dreamlike giant chicken leg.

This inner demon is indeed quite greedy.

Others shared what they saw: some saw themselves become powerful beings in the Mahayana stage, others saw themselves marry the senior sister they secretly loved in their sect—all sorts of things, nothing was too strange.

The atmosphere became lively and cheerful, with everyone joking with each other.

But soon people noticed that their cute and adorable junior uncle was sitting in a corner in the distance with his head down, his two little pigtails drooping listlessly.

His shoulders trembled slightly.

like……

Are you crying?

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The first disciple to notice rushed over, crouched down, and cautiously asked, "Junior Uncle? What happened to you?"

Others also swarmed around, chattering with concern:

"Junior Uncle, did you see something bad?"

"Don't be sad, don't be sad, it's all fake! It's all an illusion!"

"Yes, yes, I just dreamt that I married Senior Sister Xiao! How could that be real? I wouldn't dare even if you gave me a hundred lives!"

Someone nudged him and said, "Hey, you've been exposed."

"So what if we're exposed! The important thing is to comfort Junior Uncle!"

Luo Huanzhen raised his head, his eyes red like a little rabbit's, with glistening teardrops still clinging to his eyelashes, and his nose a little dirty from being rubbed.

Seeing so many worried faces gathered around her, she sniffed.

Then he wiped his eyes hard, stood up, and straightened his back.

"I am fine."

Her voice still had a hint of crying in it, but she was trying her best to act like an adult.

"You all stay here and guard our fellow disciples who haven't left the illusion. I... I need to leave for a while."

The disciples were taken aback: "Leave? Where to?"

Luo Huanzhen said with a serious face, "Go and rescue a poor friend in a secret realm."

After saying that, he turned and ran, his short, chubby legs kicking up a trail of dust.

The disciples shouted from behind, "Junior Uncle! Do you want us to go with you?!"

"Need not!"

A childish voice drifted from afar, and soon the little figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.

"...Junior Uncle's friend? Who is it?"

"I don't know. Does Junior Uncle have any friends in the secret realm?"

"Wait, besides those from our sect, it seems she only knows..."

Halfway through the sentence, everyone gasped in unison.

"...That giant python?"

Luo Zhen was running wildly through the forest.

The small, dark blue figure moved as nimbly as a wild rabbit, leaping and darting among the bushes and vines, completely oblivious to the thorny branches that grazed its cheeks and arms.

The images of what she had just seen in the mirror flashed through her mind, one after another.

Su Mingyue led the people of Medicine King Valley back to Canghua Palace.

They set up a killing formation, trapping the giant python demon in the Spirit Nourishing Pool.

As a future Immortal Venerable, Liu Ruoci is a master of both medicine and poison, a top-tier Nascent Soul cultivator, and far superior to Lei Ziyue, that idiot who only grows muscles and not brains.

The Xuanlin Python was no match for it.

It was skinned alive and its tendons were pulled out; its gall bladder was ripped out for medicine; and its demon core was taken away by Su Mingyue.

The remaining flesh, bones, and scales were completely divided up.

Not a single drop was left.

Later, in the North Sea Secret Realm, Su Mingyue was mistaken for one of their own by the descendants of the sleeping Ink Scale Dragon Clan because she had absorbed the aura of the giant python demon's gall bladder.

The millennia-old blood treasures, inherited cultivation techniques, and deep-sea spiritual treasures accumulated over an entire era left behind by the Jiaolong clan—all of them voluntarily opened up to Su Mingyue and recognized her as their master.

She transformed herself into the wealthiest fairy in the cultivation world, admired and envied by everyone.

This silly python never knew why, even after cultivating for ten thousand years, it could not transform into a dragon.

Because it is not impossible.

It is not allowed.

It is the last bloodline of the ancient Ink-Scaled Dragon clan.

Its existence was solely for this purpose: to remain here, be killed by Su Mingyue, and thus provide her with an opportunity!

Luo Huanzhen recalled the question she had asked by the Spirit Nourishing Pool: "Are we friends now?"

The giant python nuzzled her with its head, its tail wriggling shyly.

That's settled then!

That makes them friends!

When she was in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, no one wanted to be her friend.

Those demons either wanted to eat her, wanted to kill her, or were afraid of her.

Back at the sect, Master Yun Yao treated her very well, but a master is a master, not a friend.

Sister Xiao is a nice person, but she's an adult.

Only Little Black.

Xiao Hei was the first friend she played with.

She couldn't let it die at Su Mingyue's hands.

Xiao Hei, you have to hold on!