The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

At that time, Chu Mingyuan was casually walking down the street when a hunched old woman suddenly collapsed in front of him.

"Immortal Master, please save my granddaughter! Demonic cultivators have come to Wuyou Village and kidnapped her."

Chu Mingyuan's eyes flashed; interesting.

How did the old woman know he was a monk?

He pretended to be concerned and helped her up: "Grandma, don't rush, tell me slowly."

He glanced back and saw several senior brothers behind him, so he had no more scruples and pretended to believe her, obediently following her.

When Chu Mingyuan arrived at the Worry-Free Village she had mentioned, he found it extremely strange. The village was full of elderly people with white hair, and there wasn't a single young adult or child in sight.

"Senior brother?" he called softly, but the only response was the rustling of withered leaves in the wind.

Looking back, where were my fellow students?

"Tsk, so unreliable," he muttered, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

He was about to turn around when the old woman grabbed his wrist; the touch was icy cold, unlike that of a living person.

Without hesitation, Chu Mingyuan severed her arm with a single sword stroke.

The arm fell to the ground, but instead of screaming, the old woman laughed sinisterly.

The severed arm writhed on the ground like a dying snake.

Chu Mingyuan retreated quickly, only to bump into an invisible barrier at the village entrance.

The sword energy struck it, but left not even a mark.

"Who are you people?"

Chu Mingyuan couldn't sense any demonic energy on them, so they shouldn't be demonic cultivators, but their methods didn't seem like those of righteous cultivators.

"Haha, of course we are just ordinary mortals," an elderly man with a cane walked out, surrounded by a crowd.

He held a rough stone doll in his hands, his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open.

Just one glance was enough to give Chu Mingyuan a headache and make his heart pound. With a flash of his sword, he prepared to destroy this strange creature.

But it mysteriously vanished before it could even touch the stone doll.

Then, a dark purple mist spewed out from the stone doll's mouth, instantly enveloping Chu Mingyuan.

He tried to mobilize the hidden Yin energy within his body, but it seemed to be suppressed, like a clay ox entering the sea, extremely sluggish.

The elder laughed with delight, "He's actually a demonic cultivator who practices Yin energy? That's a great tonic for Fuwa!"

The old woman picked up the severed arm and, enveloped in black mist, easily reattached it without leaving a scar.

"Not only that, but there was also a group of Golden Core cultivators following behind them; those were the real tonics."

"This is different from the previous ones; they're all from the Xuan Tian Sect. We need to be careful. Have the formations been set up?"

"Alright, I've checked it several times. I'll make sure they don't come back alive. Once we finish this job, we'll leave Ye Yu City."

-

"Worry-Free Village?"

Wen Yubai recalled the account books he had seen in the city lord's mansion. Regardless of whether Chu Mingyuan had been captured there, there was definitely something wrong with this village.

He immediately ordered: "Junior Brother Zhao, take five men to stay in Yeyu City and keep a close eye on the City Lord's Mansion. The rest of you come with me to rescue Junior Brother Li. If you do not return in seven days, immediately notify Elder Jin."

"Yes, Senior Brother, please be careful."

Wen Yubai and his group followed the direction of Wuyou Village and indeed found some traces left by Chu Mingyuan. After confirming the location, they immediately set off on their swords.

When they arrived at Wuyou Village, the village had already been burned down by a fire.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Was it resolved by Junior Brother Li?" Junior Brother Li asked in surprise and doubt.

"Senior brother, save me!" A familiar voice came from the house amidst the flames.

The water-element disciples took the lead, immediately using hand seals to draw water and extinguish the fire. However, when the group entered the house where the sound originated, they found no one there.

When they went outside again, the surroundings were shrouded in a dark purple mist, and the flames that had just been extinguished reignited, even more fiercely than before.

"Is this the Flaming Bewitching Array?" A disciple skilled in array formations took the lead, pulling out a compass to begin deciphering the array. "No, this is mixed with Blood Essence; there must be a living person sacrificed as the array's core!"

As the formation was broken layer by layer, a deep underground passage was revealed to everyone.

At the end of the passage, a white-haired girl lay dying in a pool of blood. The strange runes drawn in blood around her were now dim and lifeless.

Wen Yubai broke through the rune with a few sword strikes, went inside, quickly took out a pill, and fed it to the girl.

"I...I am Ye Fei," she said weakly. "The people in this village have all gone mad."

As Ye Fei recounted her story in fits and starts, a horrifying truth gradually emerged.

The village chief unearthed a sorcery manual. They were all ordinary people who also wanted to seek immortality and obtain the secrets of longevity.

They called on the villagers to start capturing living people to raise as "lucky dolls" in exchange for immortality. Although they aged rapidly at first, their bodies were immortal. As long as the "lucky dolls" were there, even half a life could be saved.

However, raising "Fuwa" requires a large number of people, so...

"They captured me and are using me to blackmail my father, the city lord of Yeyu City," Ye Fei suddenly coughed violently, "to cooperate with them in capturing people in the city. My father did it all for me, cough cough cough."

Before the words were finished, a rustling sound came from the depths of the passage, and dozens of hunched figures emerged from the darkness.

Their skin was cracked like tree bark, but their eyes gleamed with a wild, red light.

Ye Fei sadly turned her head away, "Those are villagers who failed to be transformed by the Fuwa dolls, and were used as puppets for their hunting formation."

"Inhuman!" Junior Brother Li couldn't help but spit out his curses.

Wen Yubai stood in front, holding the Duanchen Sword, and swept it across. The puppets fell like withered leaves, only to rise again.

"Let's go, protect Miss Ye Fei."

"yes!"

The disciples immediately protected Ye Fei and followed behind Wen Yubai.

That tall, slender figure appeared like a celestial being descending to earth in the dim cave; wherever the sword light passed, blood mist filled the air.

"Stay close."

He didn't turn his head, but his swordplay became even more fierce as he protected the people behind him.

-

Deep underground, Chu Mingyuan was bound to the stone wall by cold chains, and he struggled to lift his eyelids.

I saw those white-haired villagers using their withered, twig-like fingers to trace eerie, blood-red patterns on the ground.

On the stone platform in the very center stood a grinning stone doll, its base piled high with withered corpses, some of which were still wearing the robes of Xuantian Sect disciples.

"Don't worry," the elder said with a smile, "your fellow disciples will be here to join you soon."

As the villagers left, the dark purple mist emerged from the stone doll again, enveloping Chu Mingyuan's body like a snake. The Yin energy within him was forcibly drawn out, and his head gradually became dizzy.

Senior brother...

In a daze, I seemed to see a familiar figure breaking through the fog, a long sword in his hand gleaming coldly and dripping with blood.

Senior brother?!

He bit his tongue, and only then did he regain his senses for a moment.

A flash of sword light cleaved through the darkness.

The moment the chains broke, Chu Mingyuan fell forward uncontrollably.

The expected pain did not come; a strong arm caught him steadily.

Even through the clothes, he could clearly feel the heartbeat coming from the other person's chest.

Thump thump.

Mixed with my own heartbeat.

It throbbed intensely and intensely.