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

Suddenly, he felt a real touch on his cheek; a hand slapped his face with just the right amount of force.

"Wake up."

"Senior brother... there's a trap... run!" The words escaped from his chapped lips.

Wen Yubai looked around; the black mist had sealed off all escape routes.

His expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "You can't leave anymore. Can you even move?"

My senior brother's voice was hoarseer than usual, as if he had just been through a fierce battle.

Chu Mingyuan raised his head slightly. At this distance, he could clearly see the other person's trembling eyelashes and the cut on his chin.

He couldn't help but want to touch the wound.

His senior brother came to save him.

This realization made his throat tighten, even more so than the suffocating feeling brought on by the black fog.

Wen Yubai didn't notice Chu Mingyuan's furtive behavior. After feeding him a few pills, she continued to fight.

Hang in there.

He pointed his sword at the stone doll and charged into the thick black mist.

The black mist and sword energy intertwined and exploded with a deafening roar.

The stone doll let out a piercing scream, and at the same time a black light pierced through his shoulder, and blood instantly stained half of his blue robe.

"Senior brother!"

Wen Yubai seemed not to hear, and the Duanchen Sword continued uninterrupted until the stone doll shattered.

At the same time, the village chief, far away in the dense forest, spat out a mouthful of black blood, his fingers trembling violently.

"Oh no, the lucky doll has been broken."

"village head?!"

"Let's go!" The village chief wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a fierce glint flashing in his cloudy eyes. "We underestimated them."

After Wen Yubai led everyone out of the predicament, he immediately dispatched men to escort Ye Fei back to the city and to arrest the city lord and bring him to justice.

He picked up the stone doll fragments, gathered spiritual energy at his fingertips, and tracked down the village chief and his group.

The auras left behind by these mortal sorcerers were like beacons in the darkness to him.

He was about to take action when Chu Mingyuan blocked his way.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting shadows beneath his downcast eyes and concealing the dark emotions churning within them.

He said softly, "Senior brother, I'll go with you."

This is a golden opportunity.

In the desolate wilderness, there was the injured senior brother, and no other annoying fellow disciples.

Given the right opportunity, you can keep someone by your side forever.

Wen Yubai glanced at him. "Whatever."

The two followed the trail to an abandoned shrine, where a group of villagers were preparing to use a teleportation array to escape.

Seeing that they had nowhere to escape, they all knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

"Immortal Master, spare us! We were just confused for a moment, please..."

Chu Mingyuan snorted coldly.

"Spare our lives? Did you ever intend to spare those you sacrificed alive?"

"You? You're still alive?"

The village chief looked at him in surprise, his gaze sweeping back and forth between his fellow apprentices, before suddenly grinning maliciously.

"Hahaha, Xuan Tian Sect, do you know that your junior brother is actually—"

A flash of sword light, and a head fell to the ground.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Chu Mingyuan sheathed his sword and glanced at Wen Yubai beside him. Seeing that his senior brother looked normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Yubai held his sword and slightly raised his hand, originally intending to leave a few survivors to be taken back to the sect for interrogation.

But now it seems they know Chu Mingyuan's identity, so we can't let him live.

After all, in his storyline, Chu Mingyuan never revealed his identity as a demonic cultivator.

The village chief's head fell to the old woman's feet, startling her. She stopped crying and pretending to be pitiful.

"Since you're going to die anyway, I won't let you get away with it!"

As black blood flowed from her mouth, she formed hand seals.

The ground suddenly lit up with an array pattern, enveloping the two of them. Wen Yubai swept through with a few moves, killing all the remaining villagers, but the teleportation array had already been activated.

When the light faded and the world spun around, what came into view was a desolate, scorched wasteland.

The dead trees were twisted into grotesque shapes, and the air was filled with the smell of decay.

Not far away, the turbid Wuyou River was calm, but scattered white bones floated on its surface.

Wen Yubai sensed the unusually thin spiritual energy and his expression changed drastically. "The other side of the Worry-Free River is the territory of the Demon Sect."

"Let's get out of here before we're discovered."

Wen Yubai immediately lifted his foot and walked towards the Worry-Free River. Once he crossed the Worry-Free River, he would be safe.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Yubai turned around, but the moment he turned, he bumped into a passionate embrace.

Chu Mingyuan's chin rested on his shoulder, his hot breath brushing against his ear.

"Senior brother, do you think this is fate?"

The low chuckle carried a chilling pleasure. "I was just wondering how to take my senior brother away."

Wen Yubai said coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

He slapped Chu Mingyuan's chest with his backhand, but his wrist was suddenly entangled by the demonic energy that erupted.

"you?!"

Chu Mingyuan chuckled and tightened his arms, the demonic energy winding upwards and wrapping around the waist of the person in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Brother. From now on, the Xuan Tian Sect is a thing of the past. Shall we become a carefree couple?"

"????"

Are you crazy?

Wen Yubai was disgusted and shocked, but quickly composed herself.

"A carefree Daoist couple?"

Wen Yubai sneered, his voice deliberately mocking, "You think you're worthy?"

He secretly plotted how to make Chu Mingyuan give up completely and get back on track with the plot.

Just then, a clear bell sound suddenly came from afar.

Three demonic cultivators dressed in black robes walked through the air, with the emblem of "Demon Sect" embroidered on their chests.

The man at the head of the group, his robes wide open, gently shook a silver bell and said with a charming laugh, "Oh, what a handsome young man! Everyone who sees him should have a share!"

Chu Mingyuan no longer concealed his cultivation level, and the Yin energy around him surged like waves.

"roll."

The demonic cultivator's silver bell jingled, "Are you refusing a polite offer and asking for a forfeit?"

His cultivation level was revealed; he was also a Golden Core cultivator, not much weaker than Chu Mingyuan. The other two were also Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Wen Yubai's eyes sharpened, and he drew his Duanchen Sword to block an attack on Chu Mingyuan.

Grabbing Chu Mingyuan's hand, "Let's go!"

Chu Mingyuan was taken aback by the sudden closeness, and a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

They interlocked their fingers behind their backs. "Senior brother, are you worried about me?"

Wen Yubai: ...

He took a deep breath and continued to guide Chu Mingyuan in one direction.

Just as the two were about to pass through the Cave of Ten Thousand Evils, Wen Yubai threw three explosive talismans behind him.

The explosive talisman blasted boulders off the hillside, temporarily blocking the three demonic cultivators.

At the same time, he used the momentum to spin around and push Chu Mingyuan away, pointing the sword tip directly at Chu Mingyuan's heart, forcing him to fall into the Ten Thousand Evils Cave.

As the sword swept across, Wen Yubai deliberately held back 30% of his strength, so that this attack should only cause Chu Mingyuan to fall into the shallow zone.

With his cultivation level, he would at most suffer some injuries, but nothing fatal.

"Junior brother, farewell."

He spoke in a cold voice, but the recording stone in his sleeve secretly recorded it.

When he returns to his sect, this will be irrefutable evidence of his "harming fellow disciples".

This time, there will definitely be no surprises.

"Senior brother?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Chu Mingyuan's lips curled into a maniacal smile, his eyes filled with a desperate, all-or-nothing resolve.

"You still want me dead, don't you?"

Just as he was about to fall, a dark rope suddenly shot out from his sleeve and precisely wrapped around Wen Yubai's waist.

"Then let's die together."

Wen Yubai's pupils shrank suddenly. He did not expect that Chu Mingyuan would have the Immortal Binding Rope, and he did not expect that the other party would rather perish together than let go.

Chu Mingyuan held him tightly in his arms.

Wen Yubai felt a bite on the side of his neck.

I vaguely heard the other person sigh softly in my ear.

"That's fine too."

"My senior brother will always be mine."