Fairy, help me cultivate.

The vault's dome roared like thunder, a deafening boom, as several torrents shattered the dome and poured down.

Like ten thousand galloping horses descending from the sky.

None of the Jiang family's foundation-building disciples were able to withstand the erosion; they were all shattered into pieces.

The torrent was extremely powerful, and even Huan Yuan was not confident that he could withstand it. He quickly formed hand seals and cast a defensive spell to keep the torrent that was sweeping through the entire treasure vault at bay.

The moment the torrent touched his defensive spell, Huan Yuan's expression changed: "This is! This is the water of the Nine Rivers!"

Bai Guanglai and the others, who were hiding within his spell, were stunned and burst into curses: "Jiang Wuyin, you bastard, how dare you disturb the waters of Jiujiang! Do you want to destroy the entire Jiujiang!"

Jiang Wuyin sneered: "Jiujiang? It's better to destroy it than to let you ruin it!"

The torrents, like countless dragons, surged and crashed throughout the entire treasure vault.

Yunniang's disfigured head was swept through the crack and floated to Jiang Wuyin's side with the current.

Jiang Wuyin reached out, gently picked it up, and hugged it to his chest.

His voice was so gentle: "Yunniang and I were childhood sweethearts... I made this river for her. Now that she's gone, what meaning does this Jiujiang hold for me?"

"If there is an afterlife, will you wait for me?" He kissed the temple of his head and slowly lowered it.

"open!"

Jiang Wuyin suddenly shouted, and his index finger, pointing straight to the sky, shot out a beam of clear light that pierced into the torrent that was constantly rushing and flowing through the dome.

In the torrent, several wisps of extremely clear water vapor swirled down and coiled around his body.

Huan Yuan was shocked: "That's the finest water spirit from Jiujiang! Stop him!"

Ignoring the surging torrent, he tore open the defensive barrier and unleashed countless magical treasures and artifacts, which flew everywhere and crashed down on Jiang Wuyin.

Jiang Wuyin turned around, gave him a provocative smile, and pointed his finger at the sky at the sword material that was being refined.

Amidst the thunderous roar, the crack that divided the treasure vault broke, and the barrier vanished.

Huan Yuan, Jiang Guanglai, and the others launched a frenzied attack.

Jiang Wuyin smiled at Chen Yao: "Young master, take good care of Bai Lian... don't let my enthusiasm go to waste..."

As he spoke, the clear, ethereal mist surrounding his body surged and swirled like a venomous snake, bursting into his body.

Jiang Wuyin's skin instantly swelled up, turned dark purple, and expanded rapidly.

Before Chen Yao could react, Jiang Wuyin's body, which had swelled to its maximum, exploded, bursting out a cloud of blood mist.

The first few Golden Core cultivators were rotten into pieces before they even had a chance to scream.

"Poisonous blood flowing through the river! Vicious!"

Huan Yuan was shocked and hurriedly summoned the scattered magical artifacts to block in front of him. At the same time, he also grabbed a Jiang clan golden core next to him to defend himself.

The moment the blood mist touched his magical artifacts, those top-tier artifacts all turned black, foul-smelling, and corroded, becoming worthless.

The golden core that had blocked his way also screamed and turned into a dried-up corpse, skin and bones.

Huan Yuan was ultimately a Nascent Soul cultivator; after only blocking twice, he had already flown back to the entrance of the treasure vault.

Jiang Guanglai was rather unlucky, paying the price with the loss of one hand.

The blood mist dissipated.

Jiang Wuyin's body was never found; only the sword material, still being tempered by blue flames, remained in Chen Yao's hand.

It is called sword material because these elements are still distinct, and even with the ever-flowing essence of water vapor, they have not united or fused into one.

Within the essence of the water vapor, there were some fine, bright red threads, which were Jiang Wuyin's life essence and blood.

Overwhelmed with grief and rage, Chen Yao sacrificed himself to the sword, paying no heed to whether the sword was successfully completed or not.

That beast is dead!

Jiang Guanglai looked around and found that his side had suffered heavy losses, with only himself and the nineteenth elder remaining as Golden Core cultivators.

He looked at Chen Yao with a mixture of excitement and malice: "Let's see if this kid can escape death!"

He stomped heavily on the ground, taking steps closer to Chen Yao, intending to toy with him.

Chen Yao snapped out of his grief and realized that he and Jiang Bailian were in an almost irreversible predicament.

He took a deep breath, and, as if nothing was certain, placed two fingers between his eyebrows.

Chapter 107 Sister, help me beat him up!

Chen Yao's brow remained unresponsive.

But Jiang Guanglai's heavy footsteps drew ever closer.

"This beast wants to die together with us? Hahaha, what a fool! Look at who's dead now! Not only will he die, but you will too!"

Jiang Guanglai laughed wildly, then turned and stood in front of Chen Yao, reaching out to grab him by the throat.

Chen Yao unleashed the green shield, but it couldn't even stop him for a moment.

The array in the center of the treasure vault suddenly began to vibrate and surge, and the strong winds it emitted stirred up the floodwaters that had just calmed down, causing them to surge again.

Caught off guard, Jiang Guanglai was knocked backward by the wave.

At the same time, the white light spot in Chen Yao's dantian, symbolizing Jiang Bailian, stabilized.

Three virtual cards appeared in his mind.

How can I extract terms at this time?

Having traveled with Jiang Bailian, it would normally take a considerable amount of time to extract her entry...

Halfway through her thought, Chen Yao had a sudden flash of inspiration and realized what was going on.

The inheritance of Jiang Bailian has been completed.

What he can draw now is the entry that Jiang Bailian obtained after inheriting the legacy.

I hope I can draw a keyword that can solve my current predicament.

With a little trepidation, Chen Yao chose the middle one.

[Congratulations, host! You have drawn the purple talent attribute - Spirit Refining (Alchemy +30, gained innate alchemical fire in your dantian, alchemy success rate +30%)]

【Alchemy (90)】

It's good, but it doesn't seem to be of much use in the current predicament.

Chen Yao looked at the sword material floating in his hand, his dantian involuntarily tightened, and a bright yellow flame spewed from his palm.

The sword material, which was originally incompatible even with the essence of water and air, miraculously began to fuse under the melting of the bright yellow flames in his palm.

"That's... the Innate Elixir Flame!"

Huan Yuan saw it from afar and exclaimed with delight, "Quickly, capture him alive! Drain his dantian!"

With his shout, the people from Qingxu Sect and Jiang Clan rushed towards Chen Yao.

Jiang Guanglai, who was already the closest, would certainly not give up this opportunity.

Just as Chen Yao was caught in a dilemma, the formation that Jiang Bailian had entered hummed and shattered.

Even Nascent Soul cultivators were sent flying backward by the sudden shockwave.

"Dear elders, you have gone too far!"

Jiang Bailian gracefully descended, blocking Chen Yao's path.

She glanced at the bloodstains left by Jiang Wuyin, and her eyes reddened.

"Senior sister, Venerable Lianjiang, he..." Chen Yao said with a heavy heart.

"I know everything..."

Jiang Bailian turned around and glanced at him, then looked at Jiang Guanglai and the others.

Jiang Guanglai slowly got up from the ground and took his position under Huan Yuan's command.

"Bai Lian, enhancing your bloodline doesn't mean enhancing your strength. Don't be so arrogant. Behave yourself, and we won't make things difficult for you after we extract your bloodline."

As he spoke, he began to coordinate with the others to cast the formation.

Chen Yao clearly felt a strange suction force rising from Jiang Bailian's body.

Jiang Bailian's hair and clothes began to fly in disarray.

"Senior sister..."

Chen Yao once again attempted to awaken the demonic mark between his eyebrows.

Jiang Bailian showed no sign of flinching, but simply looked at Jiang Guanglai and the others with a sneer on her lips.

"Despicable and shameless... Even if the Jiang family successfully submits to the Qingxu Sect, given your character, you will still be taken advantage of and wiped clean."

She said coldly, opening her bare hand and raising it into the air.

Jiang Guanglai and the others assumed she couldn't resist the array's suction force, so they just smiled and said, "Little girl, Grandpa knows you're upset. If you want to scold me, go ahead!"

Jiang Bailian snorted coldly, and a ball of white light shone from the palm of her raised hand.

A beam of white light shot out, sharp as a sword, and pierced directly into the vault's dome.

Golden runes lit up the dome that had been cracked by the flood.

The entire Jiang family mansion was lit up in the quiet night.

Jiang Guanglai and the others' expressions changed, and they all looked at Huan Yuan.

Huan Yuan focused his mind and sensed for a few moments before exclaiming, "Oh no, they've come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vault's dome shattered and collapsed completely, accompanied by a massive crash of falling boulders and a furious, domineering roar.

"You despicable scoundrels, you traitors, die!"

Several beams of light, which were impossible to resist, shot directly at Huan Yuan and the others.

Even Huan Yuan, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, had to retreat immediately and rush out.

Jiang Guanglai and his men fled in disarray.

The incoming beams of light scattered and trembled, causing the scattered stones on the ground to shake violently before chasing after them.