Alert! The Dragon Lord has emerged from seclusion!

Bai Bingli sat down on the edge of the bed.

Moonlight-like hemlines spread out along the edge of the ice-jade bed.

She reached out and gently cupped Lin Chen's face in her hands.

The touch was initially icy cold like jade, but Lin Chen immediately felt a surge of scorching true energy flowing beneath the ice layer, slowly seeping into his limbs and bones along the texture of his skin.

"Master Bingli..." Lin Chen called softly.

"Mmm," she responded, her forehead lightly touching his, a touch as light as a feather.

"Relax." A wisp of pure, icy true energy flowed from between Lin Chen's brows, firmly anchoring him in his restless, chaotic core.

As the aura descended, as cool as the cold moon and as warm as jade, six other auras gradually gathered around.

Hongluan's fiery true energy, like a wildfire, opened up pathways in the meridians.

The true warmth of the green book is like spring water, nourishing every inch of its texture;

Zi Suan's true energy moves nimbly through acupoints, precisely harmonizing them;

The true energy of the Xuanzhen array settles firmly in the dantian, building a solid foundation;

The vibrant energy of the flower language envelops the limbs;

Xuejian's delicate inner energy filled the tiny gaps, and the seven kinds of energy intertwined in a disorderly yet orderly manner, while the fire in the furnace bathed everyone's figures in a warm orange glow.

Hongluan placed her palm on Lin Chen's chest, and her blazing true energy surged forth to help him break through his bottleneck.

Qing Shu gently embraced him from behind, her soft hands resting on his back, gently dissolving the lingering force of his attack.

"Concentrate and focus." She whispered her advice as she pressed her lips to his shoulder and neck.

Hua Yu and Xue Jian stood on the left and right, their small hands resting on each other's arms and knees. The fresh and clean true energy of plants and trees flowed around them, gathering the scattered fragments of true energy one by one.

Zi Suan lightly taps acupoints all over the body with her fingertips, precisely guiding the accumulation of true energy with each touch.

Xuanzhen pressed his palm firmly against his dantian, his steady true energy guarding him like a mountain, occasionally leaving faint golden array patterns on his collarbone.

Bai Bingli formed a hand seal, and an icy blue halo appeared.

A wisp of purer Ice Heart Origin True Qi was injected into Lin Chen's brow, like the finishing touch, connecting the seven auras with the chaotic energy into one.

She gently pressed him down onto the ice-jade bed, the chill spreading down his spine and creating a wonderful balance with the heat within his body.

"Tonight, your masters will use their essence to help you stabilize your realm."

"Looking ahead, you will have the power to protect yourself." She leaned down, her long hair cascading down like a curtain.

The icy coldness of the jade intertwines and circulates with the warmth within the body.

Lin Chen closed his eyes and concentrated, yet he could clearly perceive the state of each master—

Bing Li's forehead was covered in a fine sweat, her true energy flowing continuously yet with just the right amount of force;

Hongluan's palms were burning hot, and the rhythm of her true energy was synchronized with his heartbeat;

Qing Shu gently stroked his chest, calming the slight restlessness;

Zi Suan's eyes were filled with focus; Xuan Zhen's palm strikes were steady, the array patterns glowing faintly; Hua Yuxue's small hands trembled slightly but never loosened.

This is an intimacy that transcends the ordinary, a profound fusion of origin and essence.

The chaotic energy flowed naturally among the eight people, and the seven special constitutions resonated with the chaotic sapling, cycling endlessly and regenerating continuously.

Not only was his realm stabilized, but seven aura imprints were also left in his body, so that even if they were separated by the ends of the earth, they could still sense each other's location.

Lin Chen could understand their expectations beneath their worries, and he could feel the surging and profound bond between master and disciple.

He reached out, wanting to gently stroke Bingli's cheek.

"Master Bingli..."

She gently touched his forehead again, her true energy flowing slightly faster, her clear, cool voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of fatigue: "Don't cause trouble, calm your mind."

Hongluan chuckled softly from behind: "You brat, you've become much more composed."

Qing Shu gently stroked his hair: "Chen'er, remember the feeling of our breaths merging at this moment, remember our breaths. In the future, when you cultivate alone, it will be as if we are by your side."

Zi Suan intertwined her fingers with his: "Your meridians have been cleared. Your future cultivation will be twice as effective. Don't slack off."

Xuan Zhen's palm strike was slightly heavy, and the array patterns flickered, providing silent support.

Hua Yuxuejian's aura was refined: "Our aura will accompany you and dispel evil spirits."

The fire crackled, and the internal energy fluctuated richly yet orderly.

The chill was gradually neutralized by the warmth, replaced by a solemn and profound sense of connection.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Bingli was the first to stop, panting softly as she collapsed against his chest.

As everyone finished their practice, they remained gathered around, unwilling to leave.

The eight people embraced quietly, their overlapping shadows cast on the wall, as if trying to freeze this moment forever.

Bingli propped herself up and looked into his eyes: "From now on, you'll have to walk your own path."

She paused, then continued, "But we will always be your master. Always remember that Kunlun Heavenly Prison was once your home. Now, and in the future, wherever we are, you will always have seven... people who care about you."

Lin Chen's eyes welled up with tears, and he nodded emphatically.

He embraced each of his masters, gently touching their foreheads and cheeks as if bidding them a solemn farewell.

"I'll be fine. I'll come find you all after everything is over."

Hongluan smiled and wiped away her tears: "It's not like I'm used to you being so serious all of a sudden."

Qing Shu stroked his hair, her eyes full of loving kindness: "We will, you can go on your journey in peace."

Zi Suan picked up the abacus and lightly tapped his head: "If your cultivation stagnates next time, see how I settle the score."

Xuanzhen gripped his hand tightly, his grip firm yet silent.

Hua Yu hugged the white beast tightly: "Little Silver will help us sense you; we'll come if you're in danger!"

Xuejian nodded vigorously: "I will also cultivate diligently and protect Brother Chen'er in the future!"

Bai Bingli then lightly touched his forehead, leaving a pale blue mark, before rising to straighten her robes.

Everyone tidied themselves up, their eyes still filled with reluctance.

As dawn broke, the seven men shouldered their simple packs.

Beside the ice pool, Qin Yurou placed the jade bottle in her arms next to the Heavenly Dao Crystal, its silver light stabilizing—the soul of the Yao Guang Body was gradually condensing.

"Within three months, Yao Guang should be able to reunite her soul and body." Bai Bingli turned around after checking the formation. "At that time, you can come and pick her up again."

"Yes, Master."

Hongluan hugged each of the six women, saying, "Take good care of this boy, and take good care of yourselves too. If he dares to bully you, send word back, and the seven of us old folks will deal with him!"

Su Qingxue's icy eyes softened slightly: "Third Master, rest assured, we will look after each other."

Ye Qingcheng grinned: "It's good enough if he doesn't get bullied by me." Shen Qingqiu pushed up his glasses, his expression serious: "We will work together."

Qin Yurou, Chu Ling'er, and Mu Qingyao also curtsied in unison, their voices clear and firm: "Please rest assured, Masters!"

Qing Shu took out several simply bound, yellowed handwritten books from his sleeve and handed them to Lin Chen.

The classic texts exude a gentle and profound energy, radiating a rich scholarly atmosphere and the wisdom accumulated over the years.

"These are some cultivation insights and ancient rune application experiences that I have compiled during my spare time over the years. Some of these obscure methods may be helpful to you in the future."

"The path of spiritual practice is long. In your spare time, you may wish to read and study it more often, and you may gain insights that can be applied to other areas."

Lin Chen took the book with both hands, and the moment he touched the pages, he seemed to feel the warmth and dedication left by Master Qing Shu's years of caressing:

"Thank you, Second Master. I will certainly study diligently and live up to your teachings."

The fire in the stove gradually died down, and dawn was breaking.

Seven figures, each carrying a simple bag, walked toward the gate leading to the outside world.

Only a faint fragrance of grass and trees and the serene atmosphere lingered inside the stone hall.