Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Upon hearing Doctor Yan's words, Yu Lang's face turned ashen. He was about to ask if there was any hope of saving him.

Xia Ximo had already approached, her face as cold as frost, and she gave Doctor Yan a cold glance.

Having witnessed her skills, Doctor Yan quickly replied almost before she could ask, "We can try to treat him first and carry him to my room."

Yu Lang dared not relax and quickly asked the other members of the gang to come and help.

Xia Ximo was about to follow when Wuyou said, "Mogu, that Gu King..."

Before she could finish speaking, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Wuyou knew that it was this Gu King that had just injured Ren Fengjue.

If it weren't for the fact that the Di person possessed by it was still alive, Xia Ximo would have already shattered it.

Wuyou quickly changed her tune: "With the Earth Lord's zither strings, the Gu King can't escape. The young marquis's injuries are the most important thing."

The group crossed the horde of corpses and returned to the Suspended Mirror Hall. Several daring members of the hall were standing at the entrance, observing the situation.

Seeing that all the corpses had fallen and were no longer moving, and that Doctor Yan, Zhai Hui, and the others had returned unharmed, they knew that the matter had been accomplished.

The atmosphere was finally less tense than before.

Ren Fengjue was carried to a room on the second floor, while Yan Yixian was under immense pressure as Xia Ximo watched her.

Normally, he would have kicked everyone out.

But he didn't dare utter a single word of "no" to this girl.

Yu Lang noticed his predicament and said to Xia Ximo, "Miss Xia, Lord Ren is a lucky man, he will definitely be alright. Let's go outside and wait, and let Physician Yan take a look and see how to treat him..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ximo remained silent and walked out quietly.

As Doctor Yan watched her retreating figure, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance at Yu Lang.

After the door closed, Xia Ximo stood silently in the corridor, her mind filled with thoughts of the time she and Ren Fengjue had come to Xuanjing Hall a few days ago.

She recalled his words, his gentle gaze, and the faint smile on his lips when he looked at her.

These things were clearly very close to her, yet at this moment she had a strange feeling that she couldn't grasp them.

Amidst the chaos of thoughts, memories of a past life began to surface in my mind…

In chaotic times, he would always run into her unexpectedly.

But she knew very well in her heart that there was no way it could be such a coincidence.

It was clear that he had been inquiring about her whereabouts all along.

That day, I got caught red-handed…

As soon as she entered the restaurant, she heard him ask at the counter, "That girl likes to wear red, is about my height, likes to be alone, and every time she comes, she only orders a bowl of wontons, with half a spoonful of chili and a little bit of vinegar..."

The waiter listened to his words, scratched his head and thought for a moment, then immediately saw her.

"Young master, is this the young lady you're looking for?"

He turned around in surprise, met her gaze, and smiled gently: "Mo Gu, what a coincidence."

Is that a coincidence?

It's not a coincidence at all.

She could feel the emotion stirring within her, but habitually she maintained a cold expression and simply replied with a curt, "Mm."

A bowl of wontons, half a spoonful of chili oil, and a small spoonful of vinegar.

She herself didn't remember that clearly...

Xia Ximo stood silently, her thoughts swirling, until Yu Lang called her several times before she slowly came back to her senses.

"Miss Xia!"

Yu Lang then took out the Mystic Mirror and said to her, "It's Daoist Yan!"

Yan Zhengchu's figure slowly emerged on the originally smooth mirror surface.

He seemed to be standing on an altar, surrounded by darkness…

"Miss Xia, is Master Yan... injured?" Yu Lang asked anxiously.

Xia Ximo could also see that he looked very weak, and even if he wasn't injured, he was in a bad situation.

There was no sound in the mirror.

Just as the two were about to take a closer look, the screen suddenly flashed, and Yan Zhengchu's figure disappeared.

Yu Lang became even more anxious and patted the mirror hard, but nothing came out.

Xia Ximo seemed to have thought of something and instructed him, "Take good care of Ren Fengjue."

Yu Lang quickly asked, "Miss Xia, where are you going?"

"Go find Yan Zhengchu."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Yu Lang hurriedly said, "I'll go with you!"

"No need, we need you more here."

As Xia Ximo spoke, he directly handed the Soul-Crossing Lamp, along with its spirit Wuyou, to him.

Yu Lang wanted to say something more, but she had already gone downstairs, her figure quickly disappearing into the street.

The sky outside was still dark, and the leaden clouds hung even lower, giving one the illusion that they were within reach.

Xia Ximo rode his horse over the corpses scattered on the ground, heading towards the Thousand Caves.

On that day, Yuwen Ji had brought her and Ren Fengjue here once.

At that time, the Wan Ting Army was stationed all around, but now it is empty and there is not a single person in sight.

After dismounting, Xia Ximo went straight into the cave.

She had never been to the Xuantian Sect back then.

But Chongli had told her about the situation inside and his own experiences on several occasions.

Looking back now, it was just a way to gain sympathy.

As you enter the cave, you can hear the howling wind constantly rushing through the air. When it blows past you, it is so strong that it makes your face sting.

"Thousand Caves" is, as the name suggests, formed by countless caves.

Although the total number is not enough to reach "a thousand caves", there are definitely dozens or even hundreds.

Moreover, each grotto is similar and connected, and spending a long time in them can cause memory confusion and make it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

If you start to panic, it's easy to get lost in it...

The deeper you go, the more you see bones and animal droppings on the damp ground.

Xia Ximo suddenly stopped, and a faint groan of pain could be heard in his ears...

She turned her head and looked behind her, and a mist had risen up without her noticing.

When the fog cleared, a young boy's figure appeared.

He was emaciated and pale, with gloomy eyes, and was currently huddled in a corner, glaring menacingly at a python…

Xia Ximo could tell that this was just an illusion left in the cave.

She also remembered that Chong Li had said that the Xuan Tian Sect's labyrinth was hiding many wild beasts and poisonous creatures.

When the sect leader tested his disciples, he would give each of them a bag of medicinal powder to protect them from the poison inside.

But on that day, when it was Chongli's turn, the disciple in charge said that the medicine powder had already been distributed, and he didn't know if it was intentional.

So he gritted his teeth and, without any precautions, risked his life to enter the cave. After being bitten by a scorpion, he was almost swallowed by a python.

When he finally managed to drag his worthless life out of the maze, the sect leader didn't even glance at him.

Even if he passes the test, he still won't get the chance to become an introductory disciple...

At this point, the boy in the illusion was clearly injured.

His frail figure was already considered "meal" by the giant python.

Just as it slowly approached and tried to coil around the boy with its tail, the boy suddenly raised his hand, revealing a gleaming dagger, and stabbed it into the snake's head.

The python, in pain, immediately released its "prey," but the boy had no intention of letting it go. Instead, he approached it step by step...