The inscription recorded some information about the poison beast, but Han Yunxi had never heard of it before. She suddenly felt that she had let Little Thing down!
She didn't know how it was doing now, if it missed her, if it missed its Gongzi.
According to the inscription, Little Thing should have been trapped in the poison storage space by Bai Yanqing.
As long as the owner of the poison storage space had a higher cultivation level than her and Little Thing, they could keep Little Thing in the poison storage space and restrict it from coming out.
In other words, although Bai Yanqing was at the same level as her, but Bai Yanqing's cultivation level was higher than hers, so Little Thing could only be trapped. Only if she worked hard in her cultivation and surpassed Bai Yanqing, then Little Thing could regain its freedom!
Thinking up to here, Han Yunxi's entire body perked up. She had thought that if she advanced to the third level of the poison storage space, she would be able to communicate with Little Thing through her consciousness, and maybe she would be able to understand some things.
But now, she had found the most direct way to save Little Thing!
Han Yunxi had never been so eager to start cultivating in the poison storage space. Although she didn't know where the opportunity to break through to the third level was, at least she had to raise her cultivation level first.
This time, the dream was completely different from the last time. Last time, everything was blurry and rushed, as if she came and left in a hurry. But this time, the inscription on the black gold tablet was still there, her consciousness was also clear, and the time she stayed was obviously much longer than the last time.
After Han Yunxi had thoroughly read the inscription, she began to observe the poison herbs in the surrounding glass walls.
But soon, there was a strange sound behind her, Han Yunxi turned around and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of her.
She saw a wolf head totem appear on the wordless tablet.
That wolf head reminded Han Yunxi of Little Thing's real identity as a snow wolf.
Following the appearance of the wolf head totem, the wordless tablet shook continuously, and the entire altar shook with it.
Han Yunxi instinctively wanted to move away, but found a drop of red blood oozing out of the wolf head totem's forehead!
In an instant, a crack appeared on the Wordless Stele. The crack grew bigger and bigger until it turned into a door. It was dark inside the door, as if it was an alternate dimension. No one knew where it led to.
The Poison Sect's altar actually hid such a secret? Could it be that only the Poison Sect's direct descendants could see this door? Only then could the door be opened.
What was that drop of blood on the wolf's head?
Just as Han Yunxi was feeling suspicious, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her finger. She looked down and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Unknowingly, her index finger had been bitten open, and blood kept oozing out. More and more blood oozed out, and in the end, it was no longer oozing blood, but flowing blood!
Blood continued to flow, covering the ground. Han Yunxi stared blankly, her face full of horror. She subconsciously pressed on the wound, but it was of no use.
The blood continued to flow. She looked down and realized that her feet were covered in blood. The grass around the altar was dyed red with blood.
She raised her head and looked at the cracked door. The darkness behind the door seemed to have a magical power that could suck people in.
"No!"
Frightened, Han Yunxi turned to flee. She couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.
She fled into the forest, running aimlessly. She didn't know where she was going. Suddenly, someone grabbed her hand.
Who was it?
This scene had appeared in her dreams before, but she couldn't see the person's face clearly.
She only felt that the temperature of this hand was very familiar. She looked up to see who was holding her hand, but the moment she did, her entire world shattered.
"Long Fei Ye!"
Han Yunxi woke up with a start and shot up from the bed. She didn't know why she called out Long Fei Ye's name, but perhaps it was an instinct. When she needed protection, the first person she thought of was him.
Long Fei Ye immediately woke up and sat up as well. Before he could ask, he pulled Han Yunxi into his arms and held her close. "I'm here, don't be afraid!"
Han Yunxi hugged Long Fei Ye tightly. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but this fear was stronger than ever.
Why? Why can't I see that person's face?
She quickly broke free from Long Fei Ye's embrace and took his hand, closing her eyes to feel it.
The feeling of holding his hand was similar to the one in her dreams, but also different. She grew even more flustered.
Long Fei Ye still held her tight and said softly, "Yunxi, calm down. It's fine. It was just a dream, so it's fine. I'm here! "
This woman must have had a nightmare.
After sharing the same bed with her for so long, he'd rarely encountered such a situation. She'd actually been frightened by a nightmare.
Han Yunxi raised her head to look at Long Fei Ye. When she saw his familiar profile and warmth, her heart gradually calmed down.
Seeing her calm down, Long Fei Ye asked, "What nightmare did you have?"
"The Poison Sect's sacrificial altar …" Han Yunxi murmured back.
Long Fei Ye's body shook, but he quickly recovered. His voice was as gentle as ever. "What you think about during the day, you think about it at night. Don't think about it anymore."
Han Yunxi shook her head. "No, I don't think it counts as a dream."
She looked into his eyes. "Long Fei Ye, I dreamed of the wordless stele again. I saw all the words on it and a totem that looked a lot like Lil Thing's."
Han Yunxi kept talking, but she didn't notice that Long Fei Ye's face had turned much paler.
"I saw blood seep out of the wolf's forehead. Then a door appeared on the wordless stele. It was very dark inside and I didn't know where it led to," Han Yunxi said.
"You went in?" Long Fei Ye asked hastily.
A door had appeared on the wordless stele, so it couldn't lead to the real world. Then where did it lead? To three thousand years in the future? Why was Han Yunxi so afraid? Long Fei Ye's heart trembled.
"No!" Han Yunxi quickly examined her fingers and saw that the bite marks from the day were already very faint. There were no new wounds at all.
She told Long Fei Ye about the bleeding, but Long Fei Ye was still worried. He carefully examined her fingers one by one.
"My blood might be able to open the wordless stele," Han Yunxi said.
Long Fei Ye didn't speak and only hugged her.
Seeing Long Fei Ye's silence, Han Yunxi finally realized that she had scared him. She turned and hugged him tightly, burying her head in his chest. "Maybe it was just a dream."
Long Fei Ye was silent for a long time before he said resolutely, "We'll try tomorrow. If we can open the door to the stele, I'll go in with you!"
If they couldn't avoid it, he didn't mind facing it with her.
Where did this door lead to? Why did it appear on the Poison Sect's altar? Was it related to Han Yunxi's status as a direct descendant of the Poison Sect, or was it related to the secret of Han Yunxi's transmigration?
Rather than avoid and fear, it was better to hold her hand and face it together.
Han Yunxi shrank back and shook her head.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Long Fei Ye held her hand tightly, their fingers intertwined.
That night, neither of them slept. They hugged each other quietly, their fingers intertwined as they waited for dawn to come.
The next morning, Long Fei Ye and Han Yunxi woke up early.
When Gu Beiyue walked out of his room, he saw the two of them sitting at a stone table in the courtyard, brewing tea. The winter morning was especially cold. White smoke curled up from the tea table as the fragrance of tea filled the air. It was a refreshing feeling.
Gu Beiyue didn't know what happened last night, but he stepped forward and bowed. "Your Highness, Princess."
Long Fei Ye gestured for him to sit down and personally poured him a cup of tea. As soon as Gu Beiyue sat down, he immediately sensed that Han Yunxi's expression wasn't right.
Not only did she not sleep well, she had a lot on her mind.
"Princess, what's wrong?" he hurriedly asked.
Han Yunxi didn't say anything, so Long Fei Ye recounted the scene last night. Gu Beiyue didn't know that Han Yunxi had transmigrated, so he said seriously, "Princess, this shouldn't be a dream. It's the Poison Sect's inheritance, passing on the techniques of the poison storage space through their consciousness."
Han Yunxi also didn't know if it was a dream or not. Otherwise, how could the contents of the wordless stele be real?
However, she didn't understand why her nightmare of "holding hands" would appear in the Poison Sect's inheritance.
"Could the door to the wordless stele lead to the Poison Sect's secret grounds?" Gu Beiyue asked. This was good news for him.
Perhaps the secret of the Poison Gu humans was hidden in the Poison Sect's secret grounds. Perhaps the formula for the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion was hidden there as well.
Han Yunxi and Long Fei Ye naturally thought of this possibility.
"Get ready, we'll give it a try in a bit." Long Fei Ye had already made up his mind last night.
Han Yunxi finally raised her head to look at him. Long Fei Ye's hand reached under the table and tightly grasped her hand. It was silent, but he gave her enough strength.
"Mm! Let's give it a try! If the door really opens, we'll go in together! "Han Yunxi said seriously.
Gu Beiyue could faintly sense that something was off with these few words. A complicated look flitted through his eyes. He wanted to ask, but after a moment's hesitation, he pretended that he had seen through everything and fell silent.
He had always grasped the distance and distance between him and Long Fei Ye, as well as the princess. There were some things that His Highness and the princess wouldn't talk about, so there was no need for him to ask.
This was called doing one's duty.
After breakfast, Han Yunxi and the others finished their preparations. Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly bumped into a person standing at the door.
"Gu!" Han Yunxi exclaimed. She had forgotten how long it had been since she last saw this guy.
Gu was dressed in red, luxurious and enchanting, and as elegant as ever.
He just casually stood there, and the flowers that covered the mountains and plains were all overshadowed.
He was laughing, laughing without a care in the world, laughing without restraint, laughing with incomparable joy.
His long and narrow eyes narrowed into a line. "Poison Girl, long time no see …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Long Fei Ye seemed to know what he was going to say, and immediately interrupted him coldly. "What are you doing here?"
It was clearly Long Fei Ye who threatened him to come, but he still had the cheek to ask him what he was doing here?
Gu pretended not to hear Long Fei Ye's words and continued to speak to Han Yunxi. "Brother Qi misses you. Do you miss Brother Qi?"
However, Han Yunxi's face was gloomy. She said angrily, "Gu, when will you remember what Ling 'er said to you?"
Tang Li had already complained to her and Long Fei Ye about the secret signal.
Tang Li felt that the "secret signal" was purely a waste of time looking for people and missed the best opportunity to save them.
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