A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

Zhao Hui's stinking water was poured back onto Dongyang in its original form, giving the city a rare few days of peace and quiet.

However, Ye Feng knew that the calm was just the calm before the storm. Zhao Hui didn't hear what he said, but he could sense the urge to "get that guy to make a move," like a dark cloud pressing down on him: Old boss, prepare to unleash a fierce attack.

And during those few days of "peace," the death calamity struck again.

This time, it was indeed only three days since the last time, one day less than the estimated 'four days'. The backlash in the middle of the night was so fierce that he almost broke his teeth. Lin Yu poured out most of the Yin energy in his wrist and added a Yun family's 'Yin Condensation Pill' to barely suppress it. However, that pill only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. If it could suppress the attack, the backlash would be even more intense, so he dared not use it more often.

The cycle was getting shorter and shorter each time. The book of "Death Tribulation" was visibly falling apart as he read it. As long as he could not return to Nirvana Mountain to treat the illness, his heart would be on edge for every day that was not done.

That afternoon, someone at the manor gate reported that an "old friend" had come looking for him, specifically asking for his name.

"Old friend"?

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow. He knew very few people in Dongyang.

The person who arrived was a young man under 30 years old, wearing a faded blue long gown. He had a good figure, and his brows revealed the weariness of a long journey and a... very familiar, but long-lost scent.

This is the taste of Nirvana Mountain!

For the past six months, he had been struggling in the mundane world of Dongyang, playing tricks and protecting those around him. He hadn't thought for a long time that he was actually a herb-gathering and meditation boy from Nirvana Mountain. Now, this long-lost feeling was like a key that unlocked a door in his memory, ringing out and suddenly bursting open a long-buried, dusty door—the morning bell, the evening bell, a gentle breeze blowing through the herbs, his fellow disciples sparring on the cliff, and his master watching them thoughtfully above the sea of ​​clouds with his hands behind his back.

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he took a few steps forward to greet him: "You..."

"Junior Brother." Upon seeing Ye Feng, the young man's weary face broke into a smile tinged with indescribable emotion. He bowed respectfully, "Six years have passed since we last met. You've certainly made a name for yourself!"

"Senior brother?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed; he recognized him and was shocked. "Shen Yu? What are you doing here?"

The newcomer was Ye Feng's senior brother, Shen Yu. Although they weren't very close on Nirvana Mountain, they entered the Dao at the same time and practiced together for several years. After Ye Feng left, he hadn't heard any news from the sect, so he was pleasantly surprised to see him again.

However, that joy was quickly overshadowed by a bad premonition.

I've come all this way not just to catch up with old friends.

"What happened on the mountain?" Ye Feng asked him, frowning.

Shen Yu's face darkened.

He looked around warily. "Is this a convenient spot?"

Ye Feng understood and led him to the study. Lin Yuqing originally wanted to leave to avoid suspicion, but Ye Feng grabbed her and said, "She's not an outsider, Senior Brother, just say what you want."

Shen Yu glanced at Lin Yuqing, his gaze lingering on him for a moment, a look that seemed to hold a different kind of inquiry that Ye Feng had never seen before.

But then he naturally looked away and let out a long sigh.

"Master... has disappeared." Shen Yu said slowly and deliberately, his tone as heavy as if he were carrying a thousand-pound stone on his back.

Ye Feng felt a chill run down his spine!

Who is the master?

He is a master of both medicine and martial arts! He is a strategist whose plans are always cunning and insightful! He is the towering mountain in Ye Feng's heart!!

Six years have passed since Ye Feng left the mountain. He has been wandering around outside. No matter how much trouble or injury he encounters, as long as he remembers that his master is on the mountain, Ye Feng feels confident and that there is a sky in his heart that will never fall!

Now! My senior brother says, Master is gone!

Even the sky, which seems unlikely to collapse, can collapse!

Ye Feng felt an invisible hand squeeze his chest, and it hurt terribly! He thought of the day he came down the mountain, when his master stood at the mountain gate, hands behind his back, and said calmly, "A six-month death tribulation, go!" That moment was the last moment for the two of them until now.

"Six months ago, Master left us a letter saying, 'There will be changes at the mountain gate, and the abyss will stir again.' He instructed the four of us senior brothers to split up and search for two things. The first was the truth about an old incident from more than twenty years ago, and the second was me, the youngest junior brother," Shen Yu said.

Ye Feng felt a surge of overwhelming emotions. He recalled his four senior brothers searching for him everywhere, and how their master had even sacrificed the entire Nirvana Mountain for him!

He always remembered how his master, who was always shrouded in mystery, could be forced to cast a net to survive.

What kind of disaster could have driven such an unfathomable master to such a state?

Moreover, what exactly was the role of my mysteriously originating Peak Sun in that disaster, and how did it come to be on the verge of death?

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more his heart felt like it was dropping!

"Looking for me?" He was stunned!

"Master said that the tribulation you are facing is not a death tribulation, but is buried in that incident twenty years ago. Moreover, he also said in his letter that you will go down the mountain and meet someone whose fate is intertwined with yours. This person is involved in your tribulation and also in the enmity of our Nirvana Mountain. Master repeatedly instructed us to find you and protect you no matter what, and to wait for the next news."

Ye Feng's heart sank little by little.

The senior brother's words perfectly matched the master's letter urging him to "return quickly," but they also revealed many dangerous factors that Ye Feng was unaware of.

"The abyss will stir again."

What is this "abyss"?

What kind of earth-shattering hatred was the "upheaval twenty years ago" that made the usually calm and collected Master send his fellow disciples away?

"Senior brother," Ye Feng stared at him, "what happened at Nirvana Mountain twenty years ago?"

Shen Yu remained silent.

It took a long while before he finally raised his head.

His tired face held a pain and fear that Ye Feng could not comprehend.

"This matter is very serious and dangerous." Shen Yu swallowed hard. "I only know the bare minimum. Master forbids us from revealing it lightly—if we do, we'll lose our lives. I just want you to know—"

His eyes immediately turned to Lin Yuqing beside him. This time, he wasn't trying to find out anything, but rather he showed an expression of utter surprise.

Shen Yu stared at Lin Yuqing as if he were looking at the most terrifying and disgusting thing in the world, unable to utter a sound. He suddenly stood up and took a step forward, his eyes fixed on her face, rooted to the spot.

"Junior Brother!"

Shen Yu's voice trembled as he looked at Ye Feng again, "Who...is she?"

Ye Feng was startled: "Senior brother, what are you doing!"

"Her... her yin meridians... no... no... how can she have such an aura?"

"Who exactly is she?"