Su Yu lost control

  One after another, sharp golden light columns keep appearing from the entrance of the secret realm...

  As the grand entrance of the secret realm closed, the majestic gate over fifty feet tall completely disappeared without a trace. The originally empty entrance was suddenly packed with cultivators, who looked exhausted and disheveled as if they had just gone through a brutal battle.

  They greeted each other and talked about their strange experiences in the secret realm, just then----

  Several golden lights descended from the sky and landed in front of the restricted area of the secret realm. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Suoyu Zhenjun, the leader of Ling Xiao Sect, as well as Yiyun Feng Wuyan Zhenren and several other peak masters.

  "Disciples, did you gain anything from this trip to the secret realm?" Xiu Yu Zhen Jun, seated in the first position, slightly nodded her head, and her gentle voice echoed through the air.

  "Thank you for your concern, Master! You have not disgraced us!" Seeing their own master come out of the pass and personally welcome them, many cultivators, after being shocked, suddenly felt their spirits lifted a hundredfold, and they all respectfully said in unison.

  "Qí qióng zhēn jūn, please carefully check the jade slip to see if all disciples have safely exited the secret realm!" Xǔ Yù Zhēn Jūn's wide sleeves fluttered lightly as he looked towards a handsome young man standing on his left rear side, wearing a blue Taoist robe.

  After finishing speaking, the Qiong True Jun pointed his finger slightly, releasing a powerful aura, and soon, the jade slips that were originally held tightly in the hands of the cultivators flew into the hands of the Qiong True Jun without warning.

  "Reporting to the sect leader, a total of 1139 jade slips were issued this time. Except for the 66 cultivators who died unexpectedly in the secret realm and had their jade slips shattered, we have currently recovered 1072 jade slips... One jade slip is still unaccounted for..."

  "What's going on? Hurry up and investigate! Which disciple has gone missing...?" Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped in shock. The fact that someone had gone missing meant that the owner of this jade slip was likely still trapped in the secret realm...

  He looked at Suoyu Zhenjun with a difficult expression, and after a long time, he said hesitantly, "It's an outer disciple... Shan Jiu Ling!"

  The current Ling Xiao Sect Master Xuan Yu Zhen Jun's beloved grandson Shan Jiu Ling is undergoing trials in the outer sect, perhaps others are unaware, but the peak masters of each peak still know. Now that Shan Jiu Ling has gone missing, it's unknown how Xuan Yu Zhen Jun will view this matter...

  "What? Ling'er, she..." Upon hearing this, the normally calm and composed Xu Yu's eyebrows furrowed deeply, as a powerful and overwhelming aura burst forth from his body...

  Even many monks who were far away could not avoid being oppressed by this mighty pressure, and for a time they all had seven orifices bleeding, their heads swelling to the point of bursting, looking very pathetic...

  Even the deeply cultivated Dao Jun, although not as miserable as their disciples, were not doing well either. They all set up a protective screen in front of them, barely able to isolate the pressure outside the screen...

  "True Lord, don't lose your heart's nature!" Just as everyone else was struggling to resist the overwhelming pressure, the silent Xī Huàn Wǔ suddenly lifted his finger, and a clear and transparent Yuan Yang energy shot into the chaotic body of Suì Yù True Lord.

  As the power of Yuan Yang was inputted, Su Yu Zhen Jun only felt that his originally chaotic thoughts gradually became clear, seeing the many cultivators around him trapped in pain, he hastily retracted the overflowing pressure.

  "Thank you, Wu Yun Zhen Ren! But, Ling Er..." Xu Yu Zhen Jun looked at Xi Yue Wu Yun with an apologetic expression, wanting to speak but hesitating.

  Shan Jiuling is his only daughter left in the world, the last drop of blood. If something were to happen to Shan Jiuling, how would he face his deceased beloved daughter?

  "Xuejiu Ling will definitely return safely!" Xie Yiwu said with a hint of thoughtfulness as he gazed towards the entrance of the secret realm. His pale face was flawless and beautiful, like an exquisite work of art that could not be surpassed. At this moment, his entire being was bathed in a golden aura, and the gentle breeze blew gently, causing his light purple wide-sleeved robes to flutter and create ripples, as if he were an immortal descending into the mortal world.

  She nodded slightly, and Su Yu forced herself to calm down. The entrance to the secret realm had already closed, and it was impossible to open it again before the next trial. Things had come to this, and apart from praying that Ling'er could turn bad luck into good fortune, there was no other way.

  He believed that his grandson Lin Suoyu would be able to safely exit the secret realm...

  Upon learning the bad news, Su Yu Zhen Jun lost all interest in staying and left the secret realm with the other Zhen Juns, leaving behind Qi Cong Zhen Jun and Wu Yun Zhen Ren to clean up the aftermath.

  "Wu Yu... Wu Yu Zhen Ren..." At this time, a soft and weak female voice came over.

  The monks who were still immersed in the uncontrollable emotions of having just lost control for no reason were affected by this pleasant female voice and looked up at the sound without thinking.

  Only a delicate and otherworldly beauty was seen leaning weakly against a large stone, her white dress already tattered and stained with large patches of blood, her small face revealing hints of suffering, her pale lips slightly parted... it's a sight that makes one's heart ache, I couldn't help but feel pity.

  "Mo Junya, you..." Upon hearing this, Xi Yue Wu stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the disheveled woman with a sideways glance.

  "Thanks to Wuyan Zhenren's timely rescue, otherwise, Junya might not have made it out of this secret realm alive!" Mo Junya smiled softly, her originally pale face became more vibrant with that smile, and she gazed at Xiuyue Wuyan with emotion. Her right hand unintentionally brushed over the good-quality silk cloth wrapped around her left wrist.

  As Mo Junya moved, many cultivators also saw the brocade handkerchief on her left wrist, and the word "Yu" on it was striking.

  In an instant, Mo Junya only felt that the atmosphere around her had undergone a huge change, and those numerous female cultivators who were infatuated with Xi Yue's dance looked at her with eyes that were completely red, as if they wanted to kill her immediately.

  "Mo Junya this cheap woman, indeed as rumored, she is the concubine of the true person of Wu Yun!"

  "It must be her who seduced Wang Yu!"

  "This wicked woman Mo Junya will come to no good end..."

  "Does Wuyan really like Mo Junya? Why give private items to that cheap person..."

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  The surrounding seven or eight piercing curses did not stop, but Mo Junya didn't think so, still pitifully leaning on the stone, seriously looking at Xi Yu Wu Yun.

  Looking at the silk handkerchief on Mojunya's left wrist, Xī Huì Wǔ Yún was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood and let go.

  When did he save this woman in front of him?! It's probably another masterpiece by Shanjing Ling that little girl.

  His cultivation was quite high, and those deliberately lowered curses naturally couldn't escape his ears. From a young age to adulthood, his eyes had only been on cultivating the Tao, nothing else could enter his eyes. Therefore, he didn't want to explain, nor did he deign to explain.

  "You were injured by the demon beast, and the toxin has invaded your body..." Xi Yue Wu Yan nodded slightly, her face still calm and collected, "You've actually turned into a single Water Spirit Root..."

  Upon hearing this, many monks were shocked again and again.

  No one expected Mo Junya to transform from a useless Three Spirit Root to a single Water Spirit Root in such a short period of time.

  He didn't feel any surprise at all. The secret realm was originally a space that defied the heavens, and it was only natural that it contained many opportunities that also defied the heavens. It could only be said that Mo Junya had good luck.

  "Zhi Cheng, take her to Ruoyun Peak, no mistakes allowed!" After a pause, Xi Yue Wu's cold eyes scanned Mo Junya without any temperature, and she gave a faint order to the attendant behind her.

  Then, Xi Yue Wu Yan flashed and disappeared in the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, leaving no trace...

  Gazing at the place where Xi Yue's figure disappeared, Mo Junya's pale lips curled up into a faint, almost imperceptible smile...

  It was triggered by a piece of silk!

  From next chapter onwards, Fengli Xi will make a strong comeback! The ancient truth that fortune and misfortune are intertwined has never changed!

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