Fairy, help me cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed.

An old man with a white beard landed in front of Jiang Bailian and Chen Yao, stroked his beard, and nodded.

Jiang Bailian quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Fourth Grandfather..."

The old man patted her head, a flash of white light appeared at his fingertips, and he touched her Baihui point.

Jiang Bailian was taken aback: "Thank you, Fourth Grandfather."

"Bai Lian, you did a good job. From now on, you are the hope of our Jiang family."

The old man took a deep look at Chen Yao and the half-melted sword material in his hand, nodded, a trace of sorrow and regret flashing in his eyes, and then flew away as a ray of light.

"Senior sister..."

Chen Yao looked at Jiang Bailian, who hadn't gotten up for a long time, and asked with some concern.

Jiang Bailian's shoulders trembled.

She turned around abruptly and threw herself into Chen Yao's arms.

"Junior brother, my beloved second uncle... is gone..."

Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat. He pushed the immortal sword he was forging away a little and gently embraced Jiang Bailian.

At this moment, it seemed that there was no distance between their hearts.

A sneer rang out from among the jumbled rocks on the dome.

"You slut, you just escaped danger and you can't resist throwing yourself into a man's arms?"

Jiang Guanglai's eerie voice rang out.

Chen Yao and Jiang Bailian's expressions changed, and they quickly separated.

Jiang Guanglai landed from the hidden rocks.

He casually cast a spell to seal the dome.

"We've worked so hard to establish this connection with the Qingxu Sect, how can you destroy it so easily! Absolutely not!"

As he spoke, he made his move. A whirlwind swept through the air, sending the treasure trove of rare materials and scattered stones flying wildly and crashing down on Chen Yao and Jiang Bailian.

Jiang Guanglai was already at the peak of the Golden Core stage, but in his rage, he exerted all his strength, and his cultivation level directly reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Even after Jiang Bailian received the inheritance and broke through to the Golden Core stage, he was still no match for her.

Every single pill she conjured shattered under the sweeping wind.

Chen Yao collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected.

A sharp rock came hurtling towards him. Jiang Bailian reached out and deflected it, but his body jolted, and he spat out blood.

Jiang Guanglai quickly reached out; he still hadn't given up and wanted to kidnap Jiang Bailian first.

Chen Yao felt a sudden urgency, his brow trembled, and his vision went black.

"You'd better have a plausible reason for waking me up in such a hurry!"

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the woman in the red dress standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, looking grumpy as if she had just woken up.

"Sister, there's a Golden Core Peak cultivator outside trying to kill me! Help me fight him!"

In a panic, Chen Yao anxiously sought help.

The woman in the red dress frowned, then chuckled and said, "No."

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"why?"

Chen Yao was furious, then said coldly, "My death won't do you any good!"

The woman in the red dress paused, then asked, "What's your attitude?"

Chen Yao was in a bad mood and her health was still critical, so her tone was even more aggressive: "Is this your attitude! Don't think I don't know that you and I are now in a relationship where we share both prosperity and ruin! Stop dawdling and save me!"

"I won't!"

The woman in the red dress, her breasts bulging high, was furious at Chen Yao's attitude.

Chen Yao simply remained silent, staring coldly at her.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the woman in the red dress glared at him fiercely: "Boy, don't think you can control me like this!"

As she spoke, she beckoned with her delicate hand, and Chen Yao felt a chill between his brows.

The Frost Jade was pulled out from within.

The woman in the red dress picked up the black jade, examined it carefully for a while, and nodded, saying, "The dragon poison is plentiful, and the coldness is pure. Not bad."

She tightened her grip, and the Frost Jade shattered into sparkling pink crystals, which spread all around, while some of them landed on Chen Yao's body.

Chen Yao felt a slight chill, and the pink crystal on her body disappeared.

"Alright, let's go out and kill that so-called golden core!"

Before he could speak, the woman in the red dress waved her hand dismissively, knocking him unconscious.

Chen Yao opened his eyes and saw Jiang Bailian's body, wrapped in a snow-white dress, hunched over, yet desperately protecting him.

Jiang Guanglai roared, "You bastard! You actually used a poison pill to ambush my grandfather! If I don't crush you, you bastard, to death today, I'm not a Jiang!"

A gust of wind suddenly rose up, and Jiang Bailian was ultimately unable to withstand it, drifting away like a seagull lost in the storm.

"Senior Sister!"

Chen Yao realized that Jiang Guanglai had already subdued Jiang Bailian, and hurriedly stood up.

"How dare you!"

Jiang Guanglai had already noticed his movements. As soon as he stood up, a gust of wind, as if filled with countless sharp blades, came crashing down on him.

Chen Yao's gold-patterned black jade armor clanged incessantly, leaving it with countless scratches.

In desperation, he swung his jade-handled sword and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

Before the sword energy could even be unleashed, the Jade Sword was shattered into pieces by the gale.

"Idiot!"

Jiang Guanglai laughed heartily, controlling the whirlwind that whipped up Jiang Bailian to smash through the treasure vault and drift away at lightning speed.

The raging wind that was relentlessly attacking Chen Yao grew increasingly dense and intense, its impact becoming ever stronger.

Chen Yao understood that this was Jiang Guanglai's killing move, intended to put him to death.

But now, apart from a black jade armor with gold patterns, he has no other magical artifacts.

Just when they were at their wits' end, a faint ringing sound suddenly rang out from the broken treasure vault.

Chen Yao's mind stirred, and he subconsciously reached out, and a cold, domineering sword hilt automatically appeared in his palm.

He exhaled a chilling aura from his palm that was remarkably similar to the Frost Jade, and the sword hilt emitted a long hiss, as if it had been quenched.

As the dragon's roar suddenly rose, the gale weakened and disappeared as if it had been strangled.

Chen Yao regained his freedom of movement and looked down at the long sword in his hand.

The sword's hilt was made of black dragon scales, its guard of gold-plated dragon horns, and its blade was as clear as water. The blade itself exuded a terrifying sharpness, and the tip of the sword was also made of dragon horns, yet it contained a hidden purple dragon poison.

The demonic mark between his brows tightened, and his dantian energy surged, realizing that the woman in the red dress had once again injected a brief amount of cultivation into him.

So he twirled his sword, ascended into the air, and chased after Jiang Guanglai.

The newly formed immortal sword was incredibly fast; in just a few breaths, Chen Yao saw Jiang Guanglai's back as he controlled the whirlwind.

Jiang Guanglai turned around and saw that it was Chen Yao. He was startled and stopped in his tracks.

"I didn't expect you to be so resilient!"

His face was ferocious, his sleeves billowed, and he conjured countless tornadoes out of thin air to meet Chen Yao.

Chen Yao remained calm and composed, gripping his sword and, with the surge of energy from his dantian, unleashing a sword aura horizontally.

A purple aura of sword energy swept across.

The tornado was cleanly cut in half at the waist.

Jiang Guanglai let out a loud shout.

The vast underground cavern returned to silence.

"you……"

After a long while, Jiang Guanglai looked down at his missing lower body in disbelief, and died with his eyes wide open in anger.

His upper body, rotting from dragon venom, plummeted, crashing into the river below and creating a large splash.

The whirlwind that had been swirling around Jiang Bailian subsided, and Chen Yao caught up on his sword, pulling her into his arms.

Jiang Bailian glanced at him weakly.

"Junior brother, you saved me again... Bai Lian can never repay you in this lifetime."

Chen Yao smiled and said, "You do owe me a lot. This time when I came to the Jiang family, I lost all my magical artifacts."

Jiang Bailian pursed her lips: "So, even a celestial sword is inferior to your magical artifacts?"

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy was originally mine."

"And... what about me?"

Jiang Bai's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"What?" Chen Yao didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Bailian fell silent, her face flushed for a long time before she finally spoke: "I'll have my family compensate you with a magic weapon, is that alright? You stingy..."

Chen Yao had never heard Jiang Bailian speak to him in such an intimate tone before, and his heart fluttered.

"Actually, if you do something for me, senior sister, you can pay off the debt."

Jiang Bailian raised her beautiful, ethereal eyes and looked at him curiously: "What is it?"

"Let me kiss you."