"Ayi!" Luo Feihua struggled, uncharacteristically losing her temper at Feng Wuya. "Feng Wuya! Let me go, I need to save Ayi!"
"Feihua, don't be impulsive. Don't fall for this woman's tricks and waste Ayi's good intentions in saving you."
Feng Wuya wished he could go out and save Bai Shengyi too, but his mind was still clear despite his anger. He knew that with their current strength, they were no match for a cultivator in the Mahayana stage. Rushing out would only be feeding Yan Hua Daojun, and that would be adding trouble for Bai Shengyi.
"Yes, Feihua, don't make a fuss," Zhu Wu added softly. "Shengyi will definitely be fine."
"Zhu Xiaowu, why did you suddenly call out Ayi just now?" Luo Feihua suddenly turned her head, staring intently at Zhu Wu, not missing a single change on his face.
Zhu Wu's expression instantly turned somber, his shoulders slumped, and he hung his head, looking extremely remorseful.
"I... I really didn't mean to. I just wanted to remind Shengyi to be careful of the door behind him... It's all my fault. I'm just so unlucky. I'm a jinx, and I've dragged you all down again..."
Zhu Wu blamed himself profusely.
Luo Feihua found it difficult to say anything more and said calmly, "Don't overthink it. It might just be a coincidence."
Although Feng Wuya was usually carefree, he felt that Feihua wouldn't have asked for no reason. His gaze swept over Zhu Wu, but his expression remained unchanged as he patted Zhu Wu's shoulder.
"Don't think too much. Let's focus on how we can help Ayi."
"Clang!"
As soon as Feng Wuya finished speaking, he saw the bronze door make a loud collision and instantly shut!
Yan Hua Daojun, who had been watching the bronze door, now curved her red lips into a smile and turned to say contemptuously, "Help? Help Bai Shengyi collect her corpse? Don't worry, I won't leave any remains for her."
Feng Wuya and Luo Feihua were filled with hatred and looked up with angry eyes.
"Juniors, if you dare to look at me again, once Bai Shengyi is dead, I will dig out all your eyes!" Yan Hua Daojun threatened icily. Her gaze, however, lingered on the barrier formed by the Wheel of Reincarnation brush with a hint of caution.
She didn't know if this barrier was constructed by formations or something else. With her cultivation at the mid-Mahayana stage, she couldn't break it.
Thinking of this, her expression instantly turned grim.
These mere juniors must die here today!
She looked at the three people within the barrier as if they were inanimate objects.
"If you have the guts, come dig them out now! You don't have the guts! Looking at you, you don't seem like a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you're so old to be Mahayana, yet you still can't do anything to this junior? Do you think you're proud?"
Luo Feihua was not one to suffer in silence. With Bai Shengyi's life uncertain, she wished she could rush out and perish with this woman, so she spoke without reservation.
Moreover, she hoped to provoke the opponent and perhaps lighten Bai Shengyi's burden.
Feng Wuya instantly understood Luo Feihua's intentions and followed suit, deliberately making two "tsk tsk" sounds. "Feihua, I hadn't noticed until you said it. Daojun Yan Hua is almost four thousand years old this year, isn't she? She hasn't ascended at such an old age. She probably has no hope of ascending in this lifetime!"
"Shut up! Shut up for me!"
Yan Hua Daojun slammed her palm fiercely onto the barrier. The barrier trembled but still blocked her attack.
Luo Feihua put her hands on her hips and said, "See? You're embarrassed and angry, aren't you?"
"Ah! Junior! You're seeking death!" Yan Hua Daojun roared, spreading her hands and accumulating a large patch of gray, a mist-like substance so dense it was almost black.
"Yumao! You are indeed closely related to the Yumao clan! Was the Yumao that appeared on our Divine启 Continent also your doing?" Feng Wuya's gaze turned cold instantly, and he yelled angrily.
"The dead have no need to know the truth," Yan Hua Daojun said sinisterly. "Go!"
The mist exploded with a bang like compressed gray clouds, scattering in all directions. However, they did not flee far but instead surrounded the barrier protecting Feng Wuya and the others, gnawing at it bit by bit.
From Feng Wuya and their perspective, their vision was suddenly blocked by a gray expanse.
"Wuya, Feihua, what should we do?" Zhu Wu asked anxiously.
Luo Feihua calmly replied, "Don't panic. At worst, we'll perish together with this woman."
Zhu Wu choked.
Unexpectedly, Feng Wuya echoed Luo Feihua's words, "Feihua is right. Don't be afraid. Feihua and I will protect you. If the barrier breaks, you run to the right first..."
"What do you take me for!" Zhu Wu interrupted Feng Wuya with feigned ferocity. "We are friends! If we go, we go together!"
As he said this, he became dejected again. "I wonder how Shengyi is doing?"
At this moment, Bai Shengyi, whom they were worried about, stood amidst a sky full of crimson, beautiful blooming flowers, her eyes tightly closed, as if she were in a peaceful slumber.
The bloody, alluring flowers suddenly grew segment by segment, climbing and entangling along Bai Shengyi's ankles, calves... inch by inch.
The flowers pressed against her skin, testing, then gradually tightening... The crimson petals and her snow-white skin contrasted beautifully, carrying a deadly beauty. Yet the owner of all this seemed oblivious, still immersed in sleep.
"Yue'er, wake up."
Bai Shengyi opened her eyes and saw a woman looking at her with concern.
The woman was dressed in men's clothing, a sword held in her left hand, while her right hand was placed carefully on Bai Shengyi.
Seeing her awake, the woman broke into an unrestrained, bright smile, carrying a unique uninhibited boldness.
"Good sister, you're finally awake. I knew you had no tolerance for alcohol, or I would have let you drink yesterday."
"Master?" Bai Shengyi whispered subconsciously as she recognized the woman's face.
She remembered being pulled into the bronze door by a great attraction. So, was this the world inside the bronze door? But why would she see Venerable Chun Hong?
However, her voice did not carry out. She only heard herself say impatiently, "Chun Hong, don't call me sister. I'm much older than you."
Bai Shengyi, having experienced much, immediately understood. This was likely another illusion or formation where she couldn't control her own body.
Bai Shengyi remained composed, silently observing her surroundings.
She seemed to be in a town. Her vision was filled with fine brocade bed coverings, spacious rooms, exquisitely carved window lattices, elegant floor vases, and scattered high-grade spirit stone ores, indicating that the person living in the room was also very wealthy.
However, Bai Shengyi's guess was quickly proven wrong.
Venerable Chun Hong took out a handful of top-grade spirit stones from her embrace, and even a piece of spirit marrow. "Good sister, don't be angry. Look what sister brought back for you?"
Bai Shengyi watched herself extend her hand and unceremoniously take the spirit stones. She said cheerfully, "Sister Chun Hong, you're amazing! So many spirit stones! And a piece of spirit marrow!"
As she spoke, her tone became low. "It's a shame I'm useless. I don't know if these spirit stones will be enough for me to build my foundation..."
"Don't worry. Just focus on cultivating," Venerable Chun Hong laughed heartily. "There's a rare treasure appearing in the center of the Red Maple Mountain Range these two days. I heard it's very likely the Saint-tier Nine-Leaf Lotus. Wait for sister to get it for you!"
"That would be wonderful! Thank you, Sister Chun Hong!" Bai Shengyi heard herself say in a very cheerful tone.