What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

The pulling sensation during spatial teleportation is extremely violent.

The moment Lin Yuan's feet touched the ground, he forcibly suppressed the nausea churning in his stomach, and the Earthly Fiend Netherfire directly covered his body with a layer of black flames.

The top-grade flying sword slipped from his palm.

His divine sense spread out in all directions like ripples on water, sweeping across a radius of thousands of feet.

There was no fluctuation in the formation.

No monsters are lurking.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Lin Yuan then gathered his divine sense, held his breath, and scanned his surroundings.

He stood in the middle of a dirt road overgrown with weeds. Dozens of low thatched huts and mud-brick houses were scattered on both sides. It was an extremely ordinary village.

The village is very well preserved.

There were no signs of a struggle, no collapsed walls. In fact, in the yard of a house on the left, a coarse cloth thong of indeterminate color was still hanging on a clothesline.

After tens of thousands of years of erosion, the wooden beams have completely decayed, and the thatch has turned a flimsy grayish-white. Several elm and locust trees that were originally planted by the courtyard wall have grown into towering giants, dozens of meters tall and requiring ten people to encircle, after tens of thousands of years of wild growth. Their lush canopies block out the sun, shrouding most of the village in a dark shadow.

Lin Yuan walked to the courtyard wall where the clothes were drying, and gently touched the short brown clothes on the rope with the tip of his sword.

"Swish, swish."

The garment instantly turned into a fine powder and scattered with the wind.

Lin Yuan's gaze sharpened.

Just as Li Yang said, the people here were being wiped out instantly by some terrifying force while maintaining a normal life.

This place is very eerie.

He dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately activated the Formless Mortal Transformation Technique. The originally powerful blood and magical energy fluctuations within his body quickly subsided, and he instantly became ordinary and mediocre, even his breathing frequency blended into the decaying forest.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a Qi Concealing Talisman and a Lightness Talisman from his storage bag and generously patted them onto his body.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan flipped his hand and took out a crescent-shaped jade pendant that was entirely white.

Lingxi Pendant.

The communication artifact that Li Yang gave him. Within a hundred miles, the two jade pendants can resonate with each other and guide each other's direction.

Lin Yuan infused a stream of magical power into the water.

The jade pendant was dull and showed no reaction whatsoever.

"A hundred miles away." Lin Yuan put away the jade pendant and stroked his chin.

The presence of villages inhabited by mortals here indicates that the spiritual energy is extremely thin, making it impossible for it to be the core area of ​​the Taixu Sect. He was randomly teleported to the outermost edge of the secret realm.

Just as Lin Yuan was preparing to choose a direction to explore.

The spiritual energy at the edge of divine consciousness suddenly fluctuated violently.

someone!

With a light touch of his toes, Lin Yuan used the Lightness Talisman to propel himself up dozens of feet high, like a weightless leaf, and silently disappeared into the canopy of the thickest ancient tree at the entrance of the village.

The lush foliage concealed his figure.

Ten breaths later.

A somewhat chaotic whooshing sound came from the east of the village.

Lin Yuan looked down through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

A figure stumbled and landed beneath an ancient tree at the village entrance, directly beneath Lin Yuan.

A long, elaborate gold and red dress, a voluptuous and proud figure, and a bright yet pale face.

Li Lan.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

The woman's aura was strange. Before entering the secret realm, her cultivation was sealed, making her no different from an ordinary person. But at this moment, the spiritual energy emanating from her body had clearly reached the level of the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm.

Clearly, Sima Duan had partially removed the seal on this precious furnace cauldron to prevent it from being destroyed during random teleportation, leaving it with some self-protection capabilities.

After landing, Li Lan's chest heaved violently, and her wary gaze quickly scanned her surroundings.

The divine consciousness of the late Foundation Establishment stage disperses.

Lin Yuan held his breath and focused his mind, using the Formless Mortal Transformation Technique in conjunction with a high-level Qi Concealment Talisman to disguise himself as less than a stone. Li Lan's divine sense swept across the treetops without pausing for a moment.

After confirming that the surrounding area is safe.

Li Lan's eyes hardened, and she clenched her right fist, pounding it hard against her chest.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of dark purple essence blood gushed out.

The essence blood did not fall to the ground, but was held up in mid-air by her remaining magic power.

"It has to be fast..." Li Lan bit her tongue, her ten fingers flying rapidly, forming a series of complex and strange hand seals.

Her voice trembled with pain: "That scoundrel Sima Duan planted 'Tethering Silk' on me! Although this secret technique is affected by spatial tearing during teleportation, preventing him from teleporting to the same location as me, he's definitely no more than ten miles away!"

The dark purple essence blood suspended in mid-air was forcibly extracted into hundreds of extremely fine blood threads as she performed hand seals.

The blood vessels wriggled and re-entered her body through her mouth, nose, and seven orifices.

With each drop of blood entering her body, Li Lan's face grew paler, but her aura strangely rose.

Finally, all the blood vessels converged at the center of her brow, condensing into a scarlet rune shaped like a vengeful ghost weeping blood.

"boom!"

A powerful aura belonging to the early stage of the Golden Core realm exploded from her body, sweeping away the surrounding fallen leaves and dust several feet away.

The seal has been broken.

Although she forcibly broke through using a secret technique, her cultivation level only recovered to the early stage of the Golden Core realm, still far from her peak mid-stage Golden Core perfection. However, in this perilous secret realm, every bit of strength increased her chances of survival.

"This woman is something else." Lin Yuan watched this scene from the tree and nodded to himself.

None of the cultivators who can reach the Golden Core stage are truly naive and innocent. On the surface, they are obedient and submissive to their families, but in secret, they have even prepared desperate measures to forcefully break through the seal of the Nascent Soul ancestor.

As Li Lan felt the magical power replenishing within her body, a trace of color finally returned to her pale face.

Without pausing for a moment, she immediately stood up, took out a cyan flying sword from her storage bag, and transformed into a streak of cyan light, speeding westward along the treetops.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.

Li Lan had been gone for less than half an incense stick's time.

A piercing, ear-piercing shriek echoed from the horizon.

A dark red streak of light violently crashed through several thick tree branches on the perimeter and slammed angrily into the tree root where Li Lan had just been standing.

Dirt splashed everywhere.

Sima Duan showed his figure.

He had changed out of his conspicuous bright red robe and into a black, practical combat outfit. His face was ashen, and his sinister eyes were fixed on a small patch of dark purple blood remaining on the tree root.

The pressure of the late-stage Golden Core cultivator was released without restraint, causing the tree trunks within several feet to creak and groan.

"Excellent! Well done, Li Lan!"

Sima Duan gritted his teeth, spread his fingers, and inhaled sharply.

He absorbed the pool of blood on the tree root into his palm, and upon sensing it, his expression turned even more grim.

"You've even mastered the Li family's 'Blood Fiend Breaking Cocoon Technique.' I underestimated you, you vile woman!"

Sima Duan flipped his right hand, revealing a palm-sized silver compass in his palm. A scarlet silk thread floated in the center of the compass.

At this moment, the silk thread was pointing westward and trembling slightly.

"The pull of the thread has already seeped into your heart; you may escape the first day, but you can't escape the fifteenth!"

Sima Duan snorted coldly, put away the compass, and with a surge of magical power, transformed into a cloud of black mist, chasing after the direction indicated by the compass.

His speed was more than twice as fast as Li Lan's.

The forest returned to its deathly stillness.

Lin Yuan lingered in the tree for another quarter of an hour.

Only after confirming that Sima Duan's consciousness had completely left the area did he silently drift to the ground like a falling leaf.

"Marriages in the cultivation world are truly terrifying," Lin Yuan muttered to himself, silently memorizing the direction the two were heading.

If you encounter these two people again, stay away from them.