After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

Her fingertips felt icy cold, and a sinister aura was subtly stirring beneath her skin between her brows, attempting to erode her soul even deeper.

Bai Yeying's consciousness was hazy; she only felt cold, a bone-chilling cold, and countless noisy, venomous screams echoed in her mind, making her feel nauseous and trembling all over. She wanted to say something, but could only let out a soft groan.

Nezha's eyes darkened. Although this remnant Yin Sha soul was weak, it was extremely vicious and cunning, directly attacking the source of the soul. If left unchecked, it could at least damage the soul and cause a sharp drop in cultivation, or at worst, it could erode the mind and even cause the soul to be scattered.

Without further hesitation, he helped Bai Yeying sit cross-legged on the spot, letting her lean against him. He placed one hand on her back, and pure immortal spiritual power surged in, protecting her heart meridian and resisting the further spread of the Yin energy.

With his other hand, he joined his fingers like a sword, gathering a point of intensely concentrated crimson-gold divine light at his fingertips. The light was pure and intense, yet not violent, carrying a sense of purification.

He placed his fingertip on Bai Yeying's brow, directly at the spot where the wisp of Yin energy had invaded.

"Bear with it," he said in a low voice, his tone less cold and hard than usual.

As the divine light entered her body, Bai Yeying trembled violently and let out a suppressed groan of pain.

The feeling was like a cold, venomous snake encountering a scorching hot iron; two extreme forces clashed fiercely at the edge of her consciousness, causing pain far exceeding physical harm.

Nezha could feel her body trembling and her muscles tensing instantly. He pursed his lips, but his movements became even more steady as he controlled the power of the divine light, slowly burning away the wisp of Yin Sha remnant soul, while trying his best to avoid harming Bai Yeying's own soul.

This was a mentally taxing process. Nezha had to concentrate fully and control his power carefully; too much might harm Bai Yeying, while too little would prevent the Yin poison from being eradicated.

Time passed slowly. The open space was silent, save for the rustling of the wind through the treetops and Bai Yeying's occasional suppressed voice.

She leaned against him, feeling the warmth from his chest and the strength that protected her.

A faint fragrance, like a lotus flower blooming under the blazing sun, lingered around my nose, dispelling the chill and chaos in my mind.

The excruciating pain was gradually replaced by a gentle warmth. Wherever that warmth passed, the yin energy dissipated, and the tearing pain in the soul slowly subsided.

Her chaotic thoughts began to clear, and the venomous screams in her ears gradually faded away.

After an unknown amount of time, the divine light at Nezha's fingertip slowly receded. He carefully examined it, confirming that the wisp of Yin Sha remnant soul had been completely purified, leaving no trace, before he breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his finger.

Bai Yeying's eyes were still closed, but her face was no longer pale, and her breathing became steady and long. However, her brows were still slightly furrowed, as if she was extremely tired.

Nezha supported her, letting her lean against his arm. He looked down at her face, which was covered in dust and blood but still beautiful, and his gaze lingered for a moment on her slightly trembling eyelashes.

"Troublesome," he muttered, though his tone betrayed little genuine disdain.

He thought for a moment, then flipped his wrist, revealing a pill the size of a longan, with faint flame patterns flowing in his palm. As soon as the pill appeared, the surrounding air warmed slightly, radiating a pure and gentle yang energy.

This is the Heavenly Court's sacred healing medicine, the Fire-Leaving Pill. It has miraculous effects in dispelling evil spirits and stabilizing the soul. It is difficult to refine and is extremely precious.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the pill transformed into a stream of light, entering Bai Yeying's slightly open mouth and sliding down her throat.

As the pill entered her stomach, its powerful medicinal properties quickly dissolved, nourishing her damaged soul.

Bai Yeying's brows completely relaxed, her face regained some color, and she even unconsciously snuggled into his arms, finding a more comfortable position before falling into a deep sleep.

After confirming that her breathing was steady and she was alright for the time being, Nezha raised his eyes and looked around.

The traces of battle, the ashes of Elder Black Fiend, the remnants of filthy blood, a scene of utter devastation.

He looked down at the silver-haired rat spirit sleeping soundly in his arms, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

They really have a big heart.

After a moment's thought, he stood up, holding Bai Yeying in his arms. The phantom image of the Wind-Fire Wheels appeared beneath his feet, but he didn't immediately soar into the sky. He determined his direction and then slowly flew towards the location of the Bottomless Cave in Trapped Sky Mountain.

This time, instead of using that terrifying speed that tore through the sky, it deliberately slowed down, flew steadily, and even used its own aura to surround itself, isolating itself from the wind pressure and discomfort that high-speed flight might bring.

The mountains and forests receded slowly below. The person in his arms slept soundly, breathing lightly, carrying the faint, warm fragrance of the Fire Elixir.

Nezha stared straight ahead, his face expressionless. Only when he occasionally flew past startled birds in the forest did a gentleness appear in his eyes that he himself was unaware of.

As he approached the territory of Trap Mountain, he hesitated for a moment and instead of rushing into the cave, he landed in a relatively secluded clearing in the woods not far from the cave entrance.

He gently placed Bai Yeying on a flat, dry rock, and then took out a plain-colored cloak from his storage magic treasure and covered her with it.

After doing all that, he stood by the stone and looked at her for a while.

The girl slept peacefully, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings casting soft shadows beneath her eyes, and her cheeks still flushed slightly. The effects of the Fire-Separating Pill were continuing to take hold, and her aura was steady yet vibrant.

Nezha withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and drew a few lines in the air with his fingertips. Pale golden spiritual light descended, forming a simple protective barrier around the boulder, which could both isolate auras and prevent disturbance from wild beasts and monsters in the mountains, and also provide a certain degree of protection.

He glanced one last time at the sleeping Bai Yeying, then turned around, a flash of crimson light, and his figure vanished.

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Bai Yeying slept very soundly and peacefully.

There were no nightmares, no chilling cold, only a warm and pure light enveloping her, like soaking in a hot spring, every pore relaxing, her depleted demonic power rapidly recovering, and her damaged soul being gently nourished.

When she finally awoke, she felt warm and comfortable all over. Not only was the fatigue from the battle gone, but her mind and spirit felt clearer and more focused than before. The deepest wound on her left side had also healed.

She blinked, adjusting to the bright sunlight filtering through the leaves. Beneath her was a cool stone platform, and she was covered with a plain-colored cloak of fine fabric, warm to the touch, and carrying a pleasant, familiar lotus scent.

Memories flooded back like a tide. Cultivation deep in the mountains, the elders of the Xuan Yin Sect, Nezha, that sneak attack with dark light, the piercing coldness between his brows, then the vast, warm power of immortal energy, and finally...

It felt like I was nestled in a warm embrace, and I heard someone's voice.

Bai Yeying suddenly sat up and looked around.

This was the familiar territory of the Trapped Sky Mountain, not far from her cave dwelling.

The surroundings were quiet and deserted, save for the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers. The cloak covering him and the lingering heat in the air both indicated that someone had been there not long ago.