Chapter 36

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Chapter 36

Yun Chuyou had never seen Ye Xuanye before. When he appeared, there was no attribute panel above his head.

There was, however, a small weather forecast icon above Ye Xuanye’s head, showing a cloud and a tiny six-pointed snowflake. When she and Xie Qi entered the cave, the snowflakes above his head changed from one to three, transitioning from light snow to heavy snowfall.

The young man coldly said, “Go outside.”

Ye Xuanye was wearing the outfit of a direct disciple of the Tianyuan Sect. Yun Chuyou recognized this outfit and knew his face.

The spiritual world had far more than a hundred sects. Those that made it onto the Hundred Sects list had plenty of information available. With just a modest amount of spirit stones, one could purchase the scroll titled “Complete Collection of Hundred Sects” from knowledgeable sellers in the spiritual world.

Considering the importance of being observant while traveling, the wealthy Yun Chuyou not only spent a fortune on the “Complete Collection of Hundred Sects” before leading her team down the mountain for training but also bought the “Beauty List of the Spiritual World” and the “Talented Person List of the Spiritual World,” all to avoid making mistakes and attracting the wrong people.

The “Complete Collection of Hundred Sects” included basic introductions to the sects, and for large sects, it even had designs for different disciples’ robes. Ye Xuanye appeared on the last two rankings, and if one was willing to spend spirit stones, they could unlock each beauty’s profile on the beauty list.

However, not everyone on the beauty list had a profile that could be unlocked. Some of the more mysterious sects did not include any imagery, even on the beauty list.

Ye Xuanye was at the Golden Core Stage and was the top disciple. He had led the team on many training trips, making him one of the beautiful people with images in the pictorial.

Yun Chuyou had unlocked almost all the important characters in the story, so she naturally knew what Ye Xuanye looked like.

In the original book, Ye Xuanye was described as entering with his back always straight, just like the Sharp Frost Sword that never bent. He was the first disciple of Tianyuan Sect, born with sword essence—Ye Xuanye.

Ye Xuanye practiced the Heartless Sword Path, which was like the moon in the sky and the snow in the mountains. He was the standard example of a Heartless Sword cultivator, with sharp brows and eyes like cold stars. His light-colored thin lips released breath like a sharp winter wind. Although his handsome appearance could touch hearts, his frosty nature could freeze them instead.

He treated both men and women with the same cold attitude and had unknowingly broken the hearts of many beautiful female cultivators.

However, this icy, handsome man finally melted after meeting the beloved female protagonist, and his frozen heart turned into a warm spring.

Of course, this softening of attitude was limited to the female protagonist. Toward others, he remained unsmiling and was like a walking cold-air machine.

If Yun Chuyou didn’t know that those born with sword essence had golden Spiritual Roots, she might have assumed Ye Xuanye had a mutated Ice Spiritual Root. Such a big piece of ice would truly be a pity if he wasn’t an Ice Spiritual Root.

She glanced at the cave walls, which were covered with a layer of ice. Even before she spoke, the temperature inside the cave dropped sharply. It felt like she had entered a cold storage unit, and if she stayed longer, she would turn into a human popsicle.

“I’m sorry for the interruption,” Yun Chuyou quickly apologized and turned to leave. It was just a temporary resting place, not an important opportunity, and she had no plans to meet the main character of the story.

Besides, she was a polite person who understood the concept of “first come, first served.” Ye Xuanye had arrived first, so if anyone should leave, it ought to be her.

Xie Qi asked her, “Yuzu, didn’t you want to stay in a cave? Why are you leaving?”

Yun Chuyou shook her head. “No, I actually think staying outside is pretty nice right now.”

She had originally been interested in the cave because it offered a good environment: shielding her from the wind and rain, warm and dry, and concealing her presence.

But now, the cave had become a natural cold storage thanks to Ye Xuanye. This place was no longer as comfortable as outside. It was still early, so she decided to set up a tent down the hill.

Although Xie Qi was not happy, if she wanted to leave, he would follow her.

Yun Chuyou asked in confusion, “Why are you following me? Didn’t you find your Elder Martial Brother from your sect? You two are both disciples of the Tianyuan Sect. It’s not right for you to stay with me, a disciple of Qingxu Sect.”

Xie Qi claimed to be a cultivator of the Tianyuan Sect. Although Ye Xuanye was somewhat cold and distant, he deserved the title of chief disciple. He was capable and responsible, treating his younger martial brothers and sisters equally, regardless of their talents or backgrounds.

He was neither gentle nor caring; he was serious and strict. However, he was willing to take responsibility, follow the rules, and act fairly and justly as an Elder Martial Brother.

Xie Qi’s original excuse was to find his fellow disciples with Yun Chuyou. Now that he had found them, it was time for the two of them to part ways.

“What did you say?”

“What?” Yun Chuyou looked confused. She suddenly realized the voice she heard was not Xie Qi’s but the icy main character, Ye Xuanye.

She looked at Ye Xuanye and asked, “Aren’t you from the Tianyuan Sect? He is a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect; shouldn’t he be by your side?”

Could it be that the book’s description of Ye Xuanye was false? Was he actually a hypocrite who didn’t care about his younger martial brothers and sisters?

Just thinking about this possibility made Yun Chuyou, as the Elder Martial Sister, feel a bit disdainful toward Ye Xuanye. Normally, the chief disciple could enjoy the best resources from the sect. Since they received so many benefits, they should take on the responsibilities that came with the position.

Ye Xuanye suddenly pointed the Sharp Frost Sword at Xie Qi’s throat. “You are impersonating a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect. What is your intention?!”

As a qualified Elder Martial Brother, Ye Xuanye might not be very familiar with the disciples entering the secret realm this time, but he knew everyone’s face.

Perhaps some younger martial brothers and sisters had timid personalities, were low-key, or had a weak presence, making them hard to remember.

But the young man in front of him had such a striking appearance that once you’d seen him, you would definitely remember him.

Moreover, this person looked young and already had Golden Core Stage cultivation. Such a presence, even in the Tianyuan Sect, would be considered a genius and couldn’t possibly be unknown.

Ye Xuanye cared deeply about the Tianyuan Sect, and one of his goals for cultivation was to make the sect flourish. If nothing unexpected happened, he would become the next leader of the Tianyuan Sect. He valued the honor of the sect and could not tolerate someone with ulterior motives pretending to be a disciple, tarnishing its reputation.

This was a place to compete for opportunities in the secret realm, not a grand competition among many sects. The person impersonating a disciple of their sect was definitely aiming to create chaos!

Yun Chuyou felt confused, unable to understand. She looked at Ye Xuanye and then at Xie Qi.

The latter mentioned that Xie Qi is not a disciple of Tianyuan Sect, and she felt a sudden sense of, “I thought so.”

Thinking about it, it made sense. Xie Qi was supposedly from the same sect as the male lead, also a Golden Core cultivator, and, importantly, his appearance was outstanding. He was not at all inferior to the male lead and even surpassed Ye Xuanye in some aspects. Such a high-quality man should not be unknown in the original story.

There must be a problem with Xie Qi’s identity. She wanted to know who he really was. This time, Yun Chuyou didn’t call him “Little Qi” but questioned Ye Xuanye directly. “Taoist Friend Xie, please explain why you deceived me!”

Even with a sword pointed at him, Xie Qi showed no fear. He looked at Yun Chuyou with a wronged expression. “Yuzu, I’m the one being pointed at by the sword. Why do you trust him so easily and not me? I’ve known you longer than he has; he’s the newcomer.”

It sounded like they were fighting out of jealousy, and Yun Chuyou felt particularly speechless. “Xie Qi, don’t speak in such a strange tone. I trust him because he’s a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect. Don’t you remember? You said you were also a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, and we only met today, joining together just to find our fellow disciples.”

It was their first meeting, yet Xie Qi acted as if she had known him for many years.

Wait. Yun Chuyou looked at the familiar panel above Xie Qi’s head, and a strange thought popped into her mind.

After being struck by lightning, she could see the little expressions above everyone’s heads, like a live weather forecast of their feelings.

But she could only see the attribute panels of the Qingxu Sect disciples because her system was tied to the Ascension system and could only view the detailed data of the disciples of her sect.

Ye Xuanye was the male lead, and his part in the story couldn’t be overlooked. If there was nothing wrong with Ye Xuanye’s identity, then the one with a problem had to be Xie Qi.

Thinking about Xie Qi’s natural warmth and that strange disguise in parentheses, could it be that he is not Xie Qi, but Master Xie Fuzhi’s alias?

But why does the master want to use a fake name? And why hide his identity?

Yun Chuyou’s mind was full of questions; she just couldn’t understand what was happening. Could it be that the Ye Xuanye in front of her was someone pretending to be him?

The young boy spoke to Ye Xuanye with a proud and arrogant attitude, “Who are you to say I am pretending to be a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect?”

His attitude was so bold that it made Ye Xuanye doubt if he had made a mistake. Could there be another Tianyuan Sect in the cultivation world?

No, Ye Xuanye’s sword came closer, “Why? Because I am Ye Xuanye, the top disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, and there is no cultivator named Xie Qi among the disciples I am leading.”

Xie Qi repeated with a sarcastic tone, “I know, you are Ye Xuanye, the top disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, the favored disciple of Master Hongjian. Don’t get too proud with just a small achievement.”

Hongjian is the current leader of the Tianyuan Sect and also Ye Xuanye’s master.

It was bad enough that Xie Qi was pretending to be a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect; he was also disrespectful to his own master. Ye Xuanye swung his sword, wanting to teach this lying fool a lesson.

Xie Qi continued, “It’s normal for you not to know me since we haven’t met before, and when I came in, I didn’t take a spot meant for a Tianyuan Sect disciple. So you should call me Martial Uncle.”

He wasn’t exaggerating at all. When he came in, he didn’t take any spots from his sect. And because of his generation, it’s only right for Ye Xuanye to call him Martial Uncle.

Yun Chuyou, already confused, was stunned by the scene in front of her. She gasped in surprise. Xie Qi was humiliating the main character, saying that his master was a child and calling himself the other’s ancestor.

This wasn’t her master’s alias. Even though her master sometimes liked to have a bit of fun, their personality was not this cruel.

Ye Xuanye finally took action. He didn’t plan to kill anyone, but he wanted people to understand the consequences of speaking without thinking.

Just when Yun Chuyou was hesitating about whether to help Xie Qi, the chilling Sharp Frost Sword fell to the ground. That beautiful sword flew along with Ye Xuanye and crashed into the wall. The cave wall, which had only a thin layer of frost, was instantly covered in a thick layer of ice from the cold air.

Yun Chuyou had strange thoughts racing through her mind: They said he had a natural talent for swords and was invincible at the same level, so why was he knocked away so easily? Was the original book’s main character this weak?

But looking at the thickness of the ice, it seemed that the original book’s main character wasn’t weak; rather, his opponent was too strong.

Her master was also a sword cultivator, and his skill was close to Astral Projection. Although her master didn’t have a celestial bone, Yun Chuyou felt that Xie Fuzhi was stronger than the current main character.

After all, the current main character hadn’t received the Sword God’s legacy yet. Once he did, her master wouldn’t be able to defeat the younger main character just with his rich experience.

Yun Chuyou couldn’t help but look at Xie Qi a few more times; his face was truly fresh and youthful, making the steady character of the male lead seem a bit older.

She turned to the male lead and noticed that Ye Xuanye, who always had a frozen expression, now showed clear signs of stress. He quickly grabbed the Sharp Frost Sword that had fallen nearby, but his wrist was struck by a flying jade token, causing him such sharp pain that he let go, and the sword fell to the ground again.

Even a clay figurine would get angry after being pushed too much, let alone the proud Ye Xuanye.

Just as Ye Xuanye was about to pick up the sword again, his body suddenly froze, for he recognized the token Xie Qi had used against him. It was the token of the Grand Elder of the Tianyuan Sect; possessing this token was akin to the Grand Elder himself being present.

Only cultivators at the Golden Core Stage could enter the secret realm, whereas the Grand Elder was at the Soul Changing Stage. Every time Ye Xuanye encountered the Grand Elder, he could feel the overwhelming pressure that came with such power. He couldn’t believe anyone could obtain the Grand Elder’s token through improper means—it could only be bestowed directly by him.

Since his master was a disciple of the Grand Elder, Ye Xuanye understood that he should address him as Martial Uncle.

A year ago, the Grand Elder had emerged from seclusion, but before that, no one had paid much attention to Xianren Peak. Ye Xuanye, being only about a hundred years old, reasoned that if Xie Qi had been at Xianren Peak before his own time in the sect, it made sense that he wouldn’t know of this “Martial Uncle.”

With a dull thud, the sword that had finally returned to Ye Xuanye’s hand fell to the ground again. His usually stoic expression was now completely shattered. Could it be that he had disturbed his unseen Martial Uncle today?

Xie Qi, ever one to add fuel to the fire, smirked. “What’s this? Did you recognize it? I thought you were blind and couldn’t read such clear words.”

Ye Xuanye felt utterly humiliated; he would have preferred being blind over not noticing anything earlier.

Xie Qi then took out a Spirit Connecting Jade token. While there was no signal in the jade, it allowed him to display the friends list.

He waved it in front of Ye Xuanye, letting him see Hua Xuan’s name on the list.

Very few people had a friend like the Supreme Elder; most were highly respected figures within the sect. Ye Xuanye took a deep breath and said, “I apologize, Martial Uncle. It was my mistake. I acted rashly without proper investigation. Please forgive my offense.”

He refrained from blaming Yun Chuyou, who stood beside him. After all, it was his own overconfidence that had led to the misunderstanding.

Yun Chuyou rubbed her eyes and pinched her ears. Hmm… everything felt real. She wasn’t dreaming. She hadn’t heard wrong or seen wrong—the main character had called Xie Qi “Martial Uncle.”

This meant Xie Qi hadn’t lied earlier. He truly was a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect! It was just that his status was so high, and his existence so enigmatic, that even the protagonist himself hadn’t known about him.

Originally thinking Xie Qi was a fake identity of Xie Fuzhi, Yun Chuyou immediately changed her mind. If her master had such abilities, how could he be portrayed so poorly in the story?

If the Qingxu Sect had such a powerful backing, it wouldn’t have ended up with everyone leaving, and the sect leader was only able to pick weak and sickly people from the road to be disciples.

Xie Qi put on a generous attitude, “It’s not all your fault. How about this? You go out, and I will keep the cave. Let’s forget about this matter.”

“Thank you, Martial Uncle,” Ye Xuanye said without any hesitation, picking up his Sharp Frost Sword and walking out.

It was just a temporary resting place; he didn’t care much about this territory.

The reason he had asked the intruders to leave earlier was that he had arrived first. Since he had worked hard to deal with the demon beast in the cave, it was only right to drive out the unexpected guests who came later.

Yun Chuyou felt a bit awkward, “So, I’ll see you again?”

Xie Qi reached out to stop her, “Yuzu, didn’t you want me to give you an explanation? Now that I’ve given you one, why are you leaving?”

He looked at Ye Xuanye and said to Yun Chuyou, “You should join me; he is also your junior.”

Ye Xuanye was like a block of ice; he had some talent, but it was not appropriate for him to be her partner. He needed to help Yun Chuyou forget about him.

Yun Chuyou quickly waved her hands, “No, no, no! He is a bit older than me. I think it’s better if we focus on our matters.”

She felt that she and Ye Xuanye were of the same age and imagined him calling her “Martial Uncle.” Yun Chuyou felt uneasy.

Xie Qi said, “Since you don’t mind him, you can stay in this cave. Do you want to live here?”

Yun Chuyou looked subtly at the melting icicles in the cave and said, “This has nothing to do with him. I just found out that the cave is damp and uncomfortable once I came in.”

She glanced at the Cloud Boat outside and said, “Besides, Little Bai is waiting outside. I think I’ll stay on the Cloud Boat tonight.”

The Cloud Boat floated close to the mountain wall and created a protective shield to keep underground bugs away and not worry about a night attack from demon beasts.

Xie Qi took a look at the cave, raised his hand, and the flames instantly evaporated all the ice water in the cave.

“Now the cave is yours.”

He stepped back and said, “I’ll go sleep on the Cloud Boat outside.”

“No need.” This cave is not a treasure; it was just a den where the Earth-Splitting Bear lived.

However, the Earth-Splitting Bear had become the male lead’s trophy. The cave had been cleaned out beforehand, and the foul smell of the demon beast was replaced by the fresh scent of ice and snow.

Now that the ice and snow had melted, there was only the smell of the stone walls baked by flames, but Yun Chuyou did not want to stay there.

Since Yun Chuyou did not live here, Xie Qi certainly would not, “Alright then, I will go call Ye Xuanye in.”

Ye Xuanye naturally refused, “Martial Uncle, I feel that I still have much to learn in swordsmanship. I do not plan to rest tonight.”

Late at night, he began to practice his swordsmanship diligently below. Yun Chuyou watched his graceful movements, like a startled swan or a soaring dragon, in awe.

As expected of the male lead, his dedication made others feel ashamed. The cave was empty anyway. Confirming that Xie Qi would not come in, she also stopped being pretentious and quietly set up a formation at the entrance, deciding not to sleep at night and to continue refining pills and drawing charms!

It is not yet time; the fruits hanging from the branches of the thousand-year Vermilion Fruit Tree are all fake. They look bright red but are not yet ripe.

Once the fruits of the Vermilion Fruit Tree mature, they will attract countless demon beasts and cultivators, and at that time, this area will become a battlefield. Everything she does now is to prepare for that battlefield.

Hu Xiao Bai transformed into his true form, a little fox, quietly guarding his master at the cave entrance.

On the other side of the secret realm, the other three people from the sect were lucky enough to land in the same place as soon as they entered the secret realm.

However, they also faced bad luck, as they fell into a group of demon beasts and were immediately caught in a fierce battle.

After they finished defeating the group of demon beasts and took care of the valuable parts of their bodies, the three siblings finally gathered together.

When they caught their breath, they realized that Yun Chuyou was not there.

Meng He wiped the sweat from his forehead; he was splattered with the blood of demon beasts, and his white disciple robe was stained red, “Did you see Elder Martial Sister?”

Zhong Wei looked disappointed, “No, I contacted senior martial sister, and she is not here.”

Yu Jiu brought out a divination artifact; among the four of them, Yun Chuyou was very skilled at alchemy and weapon forging, but when it came to formations and divination, Yu Jiu’s talent was far better than anyone else’s.

“Elder Martial Sister should be in our northwest direction… Hmm, she is getting farther away from us.”

“So what are we waiting for? Let’s hurry and head northwest! We need to meet up with Elder Martial Sister first.”

Yu Jiu glanced at him, “Aren’t you planning to find opportunities in the secret realm?”

Zhong Wei said, “Opportunities won’t run away. What belongs to you will always come back to you, but Elder Martial Sister must not be in danger.”

Today, she had madly killed many demon beasts, releasing her emotions. But once she calmed down, she fell back into anxiety about not being able to see Yun Chuyou.

There are indeed many good things in the secret realm, but those good things are far less important than Yun Chuyou. Without Yun Chuyou by her side, she didn’t care about those opportunities at all.

Meng He waved his fist, “Don’t be afraid of missing opportunities. If we stay here a few more days, some careless guys will come looking for us.”

He paused and chuckled, “When that happens, we’ll take advantage of the situation and help the poor.”

Zhong Wei’s expression was subtle, “Martial Brother Meng He, these two idioms are not used like that.”

“Oh, you know what I mean, don’t worry about the details.”

He said casually, “Yu Jiu, if you don’t want to look for Elder Martial Sister, just tell us the direction. I’ll go find her myself. You can stay here and slowly gather resources, then join us later.”

Yu Jiu said, “Without Elder Martial Sister, even if you find a chance, you might not recognize it.”

It is very important to recognize valuable things. Some people think something is a treasure and risk their lives to get it, only to discover it is trash. Others may encounter precious treasures but miss them simply because they lack experience, and something that could have been theirs slips away.

Some know something is a treasure and are lucky enough to receive it, but they do not know how to store it properly. They carelessly toss it into their storage bag, and a pearl turns into gravel; the treasure becomes garbage.

This happens because of a lack of knowledge about different treasures, leading them to judge based only on appearances.

In their sect, those with broad knowledge would certainly say Yun Chuyou is the strongest. The little time spent looking for Elder Martial Sister can easily be made up during their later treasure-searching adventures.

The three reached an agreement, and just as Yun Chuyou stopped, they hurried to follow the direction Yu Jiu had given.

Unfortunately, the three were not very lucky, as the villains had gathered in one place, and dangers would always appear on their path.

Unlike Song Mingzhu, who effortlessly obtains good things, always breezing through challenges, if there is a misfortune, it happens to those around her.

However, Yu Jiu and his group are different. While the villains have their chances, they will face equal, if not worse, risks.

Yun Chuyou practiced alchemy for three days in the cave by the Vermilion Fruit tree, and after successfully creating a rare elixir, she could no longer hold back her power.

The thunderclouds of the Nascent Soul Stage swirled above the cliff, and Yun Chuyou was about to condense her Nascent Soul.

She did not choose to forcefully suppress her power; in just three days, the Vermilion Fruit would be fully ripe. At that time, many cultivators would come, and raising her power now was the best plan.

Being caught in a life-and-death situation was usually a privilege for the protagonist, but Yun Chuyou was steady in character and did not want to take such a big risk.

“Chuyou, you just need to be careful about the Transmigration. I will protect you.”

The last time there was a Golden Core Thunder Calamity, Yun Chuyou nearly fell. That’s why Xie Fuzhi, an important Nascent Soul, insisted on following her; he was afraid his disciple would perish under the Thunder Calamity.

Xie Qi looked at her without blinking, and she saw the sincerity and warmth in his eyes. She replied earnestly, “Thank you, but Transmigration is very dangerous, so it’s better if you avoid the Transmigration area.”

The area around a Transmigration is the most dangerous. While the heavenly lightning targets the Transmigration, anyone entering the Thunder Calamity zone would also get struck by lightning.

The crucial point is that the one enduring the Thunder Calamity does not lessen its power. They suffer without gaining any benefits; most of the time, it is just pointless suffering.

Yun Chuyou advised, but Xie Fuzhi had no intention of listening, “I know, I have control.”

His control was to promise with his mouth, but in reality, he was still waiting nearby.

Last time he was struck by lightning severely, this time Yun Chuyou learned her lesson and wore more protective clothes. Although her body would be remade by the Thunder Calamity, the clothes couldn’t be destroyed, so she would not be left without proper clothing.

The calamity cloud for crossing the Nascent Soul Stage attracted some nearby cultivators. Song Mingzhu raised her small, pink face and said with envy, “I wonder which friend is going through the Nascent Soul tribulation. I also want to form my Nascent Soul.”

She had very high talent, but she had only entered the spiritual world six years ago. Now she was already a golden core cultivator. In six years, she had progressed from Qi Refining to the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, which was already among the fastest cultivation speeds in the history of the spiritual world.

A senior brother from their sect hurriedly said, “Younger martial sister has amazing talent and will surely form her Nascent Soul smoothly. The cultivator in this Transmigration may not necessarily be very talented. It could be someone who isn’t very strong in the Nascent Soul Stage and is thinking of making a desperate attempt to enter the secret realm.”

Song Mingzhu was puzzled, “Why does Senior Brother say that? I think cultivators who can enter the secret realm are all very young. Being so young and able to reach Nascent Soul means they must have quite good talent.”

Those with really poor talent at this age are usually only at Foundation Establishment and may not even hope to reach Golden Core.

The senior brother pointed to the distant calamity cloud, “If they were truly the best, the calamity cloud would surely show a great phenomenon, making a loud commotion. But look at this calamity cloud for forming the Nascent Soul; it is too weak, which means this cultivator’s talent is lacking.”

Song Mingzhu heard but shook her head in disagreement, “I think what the senior brother said is wrong. A cultivator cannot be judged only by talent. Even someone with a weak Spiritual Root may still have hope to ascend.”

“The younger martial sister is right,” the leading cultivator said dismissively, but in his heart, he disagreed. It was easy for the younger martial sister to say such things because she had good talent and luck, making it easy for her to speak about talent not being important without feeling any pain.

If talent were not that important, she would not have easily become the closed-door disciple of an elder.

Outwardly, he maintained a facade of flattery toward Song Mingzhu, as this younger martial sister clearly possessed remarkable luck. Along her journey, she had uncovered numerous treasures and forged a strong bond with the Buddha Child, earning the respect and favor of the bald monks. Following her seemed certain to bring him significant advantages.

Meanwhile, the focus shifted to Yun Chuyou, who raised her gaze to the calamity cloud looming above and immediately sensed something amiss. As the lightning struck her, an unsettling feeling grew stronger; this time, the Nascent Soul’s calamity cloud appeared noticeably weaker than the previous Golden Core one.

It wasn’t until Hu Xiao Bai jumped out of her mind, making a fuss, that she realized this calamity cloud was not hers but Hu Xiao Bai’s.

Hu Xiao Bai’s cultivation was a whole level lower than Yun Chuyou’s, so it was no wonder that being close to her didn’t hurt. She felt like she was bearing the brunt for her pet, which left Yun Chuyou both amused and helpless.

The small calamity cloud continued to gather and grow larger, blocking out the sun. A terrifying, violent whirlwind took shape in the sky; this time, it was truly Yun Chuyou’s Coagulate Nascent Soul Thunder Calamity.

Last time, she faced a Four-Nine Thunder Calamity. If nothing unexpected happened, this time it should be a Six-Nine Thunder Calamity.

In the calamity cloud, the elements associated with the hurricane were particularly active. The Wind Spiritual Root had always been as strong and aggressive as any other Spiritual Root.

After three whole days of traveling, Yu Jiu saw the whirlwind-like calamity cloud from a great distance. He knew that the mutated Wind Spiritual Root belonged only to his Elder Martial Sister. “Hurry up, Elder Martial Sister is to the southeast, Transmigration.”

He guided his flying sword, racing like an arrow. If he arrived on time, he could also feel the blessings brought by the Thunder Calamity’s spiritual rain.

No one wanted to miss such an important moment for Elder Martial Sister.

“Yu, wait for me!”

Meng He and Zhong Wei immediately followed. They also wanted to be the first to see Yun Chuyou after her successful Transmigration.