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The square was silent for two seconds.

Hongxiu crawled out of the pile of rubble, her hair a mess, her little face covered in dust.

"Dead?"

Chu Feng was about to nod.

A faint, almost imperceptible aura flashed past from among the fragments of light.

Feng Jiuyou's clone also noticed it.

Her clear, cold phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, then turned to Chu Feng.

"Her nascent soul is incomplete."

Chu Feng was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"Before being sealed, what secret technique did this evil cultivator use to split his nascent soul in two?"

"Those I just annihilated were only half of them."

"My other half isn't here."

Chu Feng's smile slowly faded.

"So, she's not completely dead?"

Feng Jiuyou's clone did not answer, but its phoenix eyes swept over Chu Feng.

The meaning behind that look was very clear.

Be careful.

Chu Feng wanted to ask a couple more questions, but Feng Jiuyou's clone was gradually becoming transparent.

The golden phoenix phantom began to dissipate from the edges, turning into specks of golden light that drifted into the air.

"The jade talisman's power is almost exhausted."

Her voice faded into the distance, "Chu Feng."

"Here I am, Ancestor."

"Don't die outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clone completely vanished.

As the golden light faded, the square returned to a deathly silence.

Chu Feng stood there, looking at the spot where Feng Jiuyou had disappeared, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, now I really have no backup plan."

Hongxiu leaned closer, holding the account book, and whispered.

"Young master, is that female demon really not completely dead?"

"Didn't you hear what the ancestor said? Only half of the Nascent Soul cultivators were destroyed; the other half is nowhere to be found."

Chu Feng stroked his chin, then turned to look at Lei Wanjun, who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead. "Hey, stop pretending, get up and talk."

Lei Wanjun shakily got up from the ground.

"Grandpa Chu, she...she's really not completely dead?"

"Never mind that for now."

Chu Feng walked up to him, looking down at him. "You said before that Gu Yaoyao got in through connections, so Liu Ruoxue wouldn't be here too, would she?"

Lei Wanjun nodded repeatedly.

"Yes! She came to the secret realm with that deceased disciple!"

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. "Liu Ruoxue? She's only at the peak of Foundation Establishment, is she?"

"Besides, aren't there only nine Heavenly Abyss Tokens available for the Secret Realm? I didn't see her when everyone gathered."

Lei Wanjun wiped the dust off his face and gave an awkward laugh.

"Grandpa Chu, this matter... how should I put it?"

"It's true that the Heavenly Abyss Token selects nine official spots, but each time a secret realm opens, each sect reserves a few hidden spots for their affiliated disciples."

"Everyone knows the truth about this, but as long as it's not exposed, nobody cares."

Chu Feng was so angry he laughed.

"Good heavens, they used connections to get into the secret realm."

"Then what was the point of me fighting to the death with people while guarding the token?"

Lei Wanjun just smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to reply.

Chu Feng put his hands on his waist.

"Alright, let's talk about this when we get back. Let's talk about Liu Ruoxue first. Do you know why she came in here?"

Lei Wanjun recalled for a moment, then frowned.

"Actually... when we went to find that cave, Liu Ruoxue was with us too."

"The first person that evil entity targeted wasn't actually Gu Yaoyao..."

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. "Is it Liu Ruoxue?"

"right!"

Lei Wanjun nodded. "When that flower released its evil energy, the first thing it attacked was Liu Ruoxue."

"I could feel that aura rushing towards her."

"But for some reason, Liu Ruoxue actually blocked it."

"Blocked?" Chu Feng narrowed his eyes.

"It didn't block it, it... bounced off."

Lei Wanjun tried hard to recall the situation at the time, "The moment that evil energy touched Liu Ruoxue, it seemed to be bounced back by something."

"Then... he pounced on Gu Yaoyao, who was closest to him."

Chu Feng fell silent.

Liu Ruoxue, peak Foundation Establishment stage.

Can a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment stop the remnant soul of an ancient demon flower slave from possessing his body?

Let alone Foundation Establishment cultivators, even Golden Core cultivators might not be able to withstand it.

Unless she has something special about her.

"And then?" Chu Feng asked. "She ran away?"

"They ran away."

Lei Wanjun scratched his head. "After the evil entity possessed Gu Yaoyao, I was so focused on escaping that I didn't even notice where Liu Ruoxue went."

"By the time I came to my senses, she had already disappeared."

Chu Feng went through this information in his mind and looked up at the sky.

The sky inside the secret realm was much darker than outside; time was probably running out.

"Red Sleeves."

"exist!"

"From now on, search for Liu Ruoxue with all our might."

The red sleeves glowed slightly on her forehead, and her spiritual roots extended in all directions.

After a long silence, she shook her head.

"Young master, there is no trace of her within a ten-mile radius."

Chu Feng shook his head helplessly.

"Never mind, let's not rush it."

He clapped his hands, turned to the disciples in the square who were still in shock, and said, "Everyone, the excitement is over. Go do what you were doing."

"The secret realm isn't closed yet; we might as well grab the good stuff."

The disciples then seemed to wake from a dream and dispersed in twos and threes.

……

Chu Feng didn't stay idle for the rest of the time.

He and Hongxiu thoroughly searched the area around the Duan Yue Gate ruins.

Spirit Stone Vein, dig!

This ancient herb is amazing! Grab it!

Take every single magical artifact hidden in the corner of the ruins!

Hongxiu filled page after page of her account books and went through one storage bag after another. When she ran out of storage bags, she would borrow one from a nearby disciple.

At the same time, Hongxiu would release her sensory spiritual root every once in a while to search for Liu Ruoxue's whereabouts.

But the result was always the same.

There was nothing there.

Liu Ruoxue seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Chu Feng felt something was wrong the more he thought about it, but time was limited in the secret realm, and he couldn't search aimlessly.

That evening.

The spiritual energy in the sky suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

A golden beam of law descended from the sky, enveloping the entire secret realm.

The secret realm is about to close.

Chu Feng was squatting under a thousand-year-old spirit tree digging at its roots when he sensed that power and quickly stood up.

"Time is up."

Hongxiu closed the ledger and looked up at the golden light in the sky.

"Young master, we are about to be teleported back."

"Um."

Chu Feng patted the dirt off his hands and stuffed the last spiritual herb into his storage bag.

Golden light descended and enveloped his body.

After a dizzying spin.

The light from the teleportation array gradually faded, and Chu Feng opened his eyes.

There were already quite a few people standing in the inner hall of the Liuyun Sect.

Chu Feng glanced around.

He huddled in a corner, his face ashen.

Lei Wanjun was emaciated and leaned against a pillar, panting like a refugee.

Shen Luoxia and Qin Shuang were not there; they belonged to the Nanming Sect and should have been sent back to their respective sects.

Chu Feng counted the heads and frowned.

Liu Ruoxue is not here.

He was neither in the main hall nor was there any confirmation of his death.