Ying Qing left the cave after leaving Ye Futian there. She didn't like this place. She even hated it.
Ye Futian was left alone in the matrix. The force that invaded his body contained not only the power of death but also poison. It kept corroding and paralyzing every part of his body, making everything inside of him stiff. Wisps of air flowed out of his Life Palace to resist the invasion of this force. However, this force was also very domineering. It could only prevent the corrosion, but it couldn't destroy it directly.
The power he could use now was far from enough.
"I'm in trouble." Ye Futian closed his eyes. He didn't want to waste any energy. He didn't expect to enter another dangerous place right after escaping from one.
Everything in Senluo Manor was the same as before. It didn't change at all because of Ye Futian's arrival. He was a man about to die. People from Senluo Manor picked him up and prepared to refine him. This kind of thing was too common for Senluo Manor.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Futian stayed in the matrix for seven days.
During these days, people often took the refined corpse puppets away, but no one touched him. Every corpse puppet had a different owner. Whoever brought him here would own him.
Today, Ying Qing finally appeared in the cave residence again. She looked at Ye Futian.
She couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Ye Futian's skin color. Then, her consciousness entered Ye Futian's body. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She looked at Ye Futian and asked, "You're awake?"
Ye Futian opened his eyes. At this moment, Ying Qing saw a pair of boundless, deep eyes. Those eyes seemed to contain a terrifying magic that swallowed her spiritual will, making her feel as if she had entered an illusion.
"Don't speak." Ying Qing's expression changed, but she heard a voice in her mind. In just an instant, the eye sorcery space disappeared. Everything returned to normal, but Ying Qing felt a little cold sweat on her back.
A Renhuang was indeed not simple. This man was very dangerous.
She took a deep breath and stared at Ye Futian below. He didn't refine even a little bit in seven days?
"Can you not be corroded by the corpse poison?" Ying Qing transmitted her voice to Ye Futian. She knew how terrifying the corpse poison was. Ye Futian was almost crippled. Even a Lower Renhuang in perfect condition would be refined if he were to enter it.
However, Ye Futian didn't seem to be affected much.
"That day, you checked my injury and told your young master not to worry about it. You must not want me to be brought to Senluo Manor. You also apologized after that. So all of this is not what you want, right?" Ye Futian transmitted his voice to Ying Qing. He was still in a very poor state. It would be difficult for him to recover in this matrix.
Ying Qing was surprised. She stared at Ye Futian and replied, "You don't have to use me. You can't get out of Senluo Manor."
Ye Futian, but she didn 'and didn't want to die with him.
Ye Ye Futian.
"You saw the Eye Sorcery just now. I'm not an ordinary Renhuang. As long as I can recover, Senluo Manor can't trap me. As long as you help me, I can promise you anything in exchange," Ye Futian continued.
A trace of hesitation flashed in Ying Qing's eyes. He said, "I can take you out of here. You don't have to be trapped here."
"I will report it to the young master." Ying Qing turned around and left. She was a little disturbed by Ye Futian's words, but she didn't want to be refined into the matrix like Ye Futian.
"Wait."
Ye Futian transmitted his voice. Ying Qing stopped and hesitated.
"Give me some more time. Someone from my sect will be here soon. You can see what kind of person she is before making a decision," Ye Futian transmitted his voice to her.
"Who? How is her cultivation level?" Ying Qing asked. "How does she know you are in Senluo Manor?"
"She has her own way to track her. She will be my junior sister. Her cultivation level is not high, about the same as mine. But believe me, you will change your mind after seeing her. Give me and yourself a chance," Ye Futian continued. Ying Qing left after hearing that.
Ye Futian closed his eyes after Ying Qing left. He didn't feel good. He couldn't control his own fate.
He knew that Ying Qing didn't do anything wrong. She had to do it even if she didn't want to.
In a palace in Senluo Manor, ancient trees stood in great numbers, but most of them were black. There was a waterfall in front of them and a pavilion that overlooked the mountains.
The vice chief of Senluo Manor, Han Lin, sat on the waterfall and cultivated with his eyes closed. Wisps of death energy lingered around him. Ying Qing quietly stood behind him and didn't disturb him.
"How is it?" Han Lin asked.
"That person has a protective aura inside his body. He hasn't completely refined it yet. We may have to wait a little longer," Ying Qing bowed and said to Han Lin.
Han Lin opened his eyes. A wisp of death energy lingered around him. He turned around and looked at Ying Qing. His dark eyes made Ying Qing lower her head even more.
"You have been in Senluo Manor for a few years. Do you still have any objections?" Han Lin asked Ying Qing.
Ying Qing's heart tightened. She shook her head and said, "I dare not."
"If you dare not, then there is more," Han Lin said indifferently. Han Lin spoke in a cold tone, but he didn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "Senluo Manor only refines our enemies or those who are about to die. We're giving them a chance to live again. What's wrong with that?"
"No, young master." Ying Qing bowed and didn't dare to raise her head.
"Okay." Han Lin nodded slightly. "Cultivate well and reach the Renhuang Plane as soon as possible. Go."
"Yes." Ying Qing nodded and turned to leave. Her steps were steady, but she felt a chill in her heart. She felt cold all over. Although Han Lin's eyes and tone were gentle, she was afraid. She had an ominous premonition. What would her fate be if she became a Renhuang …
She had heard some things in the past few years in Senluo Manor. It was said that several Renhuang Plane cultivators broke the rules of Senluo Manor and were refined into corpse puppets.
In the next few days, Ying Qing often went to the You Prison to remind Ye Futian to disguise himself better. She didn't say it explicitly, but Ye Futian knew that she agreed to cooperate. However, she didn't dare to do anything in the You Prison and could only continue to wait.
On this day, a huge demonic beast spread its wings and flew toward Senluo Manor. It was a Demon Emperor. Its eyes were dark and metallic, cold and sharp. Its wings were like dark blades, gleaming with a cold light.
On the back of the demonic beast, a beautiful figure dressed in a man's attire stood there, looking valiant and heroic, giving off an extraordinary feeling.
It was Xia Qingyuan and the Black Wind Condor.
The Black Wind Condor and Ye Futian were connected telepathically. Ye Futian knew in advance that the Black Wind Condor would come. When he left the Original Realm, the Black Wind Condor sensed his situation and rushed out with Xia Qingyuan. However, they ran into some trouble because they had to pass through the cracks in space. If they couldn't track Ye Futian's position, they would have died in the chaotic cracks.
Even so, they were severely injured after coming out, but not as badly as Ye Futian. After recovering for a while, they learned about Ye Futian's situation and came to Senluo Manor.
A guard appeared in front of them with an indifferent expression. "Who are you?"
The Black Wind Condor's eyes were full of contempt. The invisible demonic aura enveloped the guard, which made the guard's expression change slightly.
"I heard that someone from Senluo Manor cultivates the power of the Great Path of Death. I'm here to learn from you, "Xia Qingyuan said. The Black Wind Condor flew straight into Senluo Manor. The guards couldn't stop him and had to make way.
"Who dares to break into Senluo Manor?" Many cultivators walked out of the halls of Senluo Manor, including several Renhuang Plane cultivators.
Xia Qingyuan looked down. Terrifying swords of death flew out from her body. The Renhuang Plane cultivators unleashed their auras and raised their hands to block the swords of death.
At this moment, the Divine Wheel behind Xia Qingyuan bloomed. It was a terrifying two-colored lotus of the Life and Death Levels.
The two-colored lotus released terrifying Light of Death and instantly enveloped the boundless space. The Renhuang Plane cultivators who walked out were shocked and stared at the incomparably brilliant Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
It was … a flawless Divine Wheel.
"Who would like to enter Senluo Manor? Please, "a voice came from afar. The surrounding people immediately backed away. The Black Wind Condor flapped its wings and flew forward. Soon, it landed in front of a hall in Senluo Manor. There were many cultivators here.
Han Lin looked at Xia Qingyuan. She had a flawless Divine Wheel. Even though she wasn't dressed like a woman, her beauty could still be seen. She was definitely a stunning woman.
"May I know which Goddess has come to Senluo Manor?" Han Lin asked the woman. With her temperament and flawless Divine Wheel, she was probably not an ordinary person. Besides, she dared to break into Senluo Manor directly.
"How dare you ask my lady's name?" The Black Wind Condor's voice was sharp and cold. His eyes were full of arrogance.
Han Lin glanced at the Black Wind Condor. Were all demonic beasts so arrogant?
"My surname is Xia." Xia Qingyuan looked at Han Lin and said, "I have been cultivating with my master. After I proved my Way, my master asked me to enter the world to seek the Way. I heard that cultivators in Senluo Manor are good at the Way of Death, so I came here to learn from them."
Xia Qingyuan had an extraordinary temperament. Her cultivation was at the first tier of the Divine Wheel and she had forged a flawless one. She looked very young. She had proven her Way of Renhuang at such a young age, so her talent was obvious. She indeed looked like someone who devoted herself to cultivation.
So, this woman had just entered the world to cultivate and didn't know much about the world.
Her teacher must be an extremely powerful and reclusive figure.
Han Lin had many thoughts in his mind. Such a stunning woman who had just entered the world to cultivate must not be a scheming person.
Thinking of this, Han Lin's mind became active.
"Goddess, your master must be a master. May I know your master's name?" Han Lin asked.
"My master is from the mountains. He doesn't know anything about cultivation. I don't have a name," Xia Qingyuan replied. Han Lin's smile became even brighter after hearing her words. As he had expected, her master must be a powerful figure.
Behind him, Ying Qing kept her eyes on Xia Qingyuan. She began to believe Ye Futian.
It seemed that this woman must be his junior sister!
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