After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Yin Cheng quickly picked up the little round-faced girl. "Baby, Daddy will play with you when he gets back, okay?"

Pearl had a pout, her chubby little hands twisting her clothes. She didn't say a word, just looked pitifully at her father, making a sobbing sound in her little throat.

Yin Cheng immediately lost all reason. "Niannian, why don't you come with Pearl? I'll definitely protect him."

Lin Nian asked with some concern, "Won't Pearl's going cause some trouble?"

"No, Pearl is such a good girl, she definitely won't mess things up."

With a man present, Lin Nian wasn't worried about Pearl being in danger. Seeing the hopeful look in Pearl's eyes, he couldn't bring himself to refuse, so he said, "Then be careful."

"Mm." Yin Cheng pinched his wife's cheek. "Take good care of yourself."

"I know," Lin Nianyi said reluctantly to the man. "Come back soon."

"it is good."

Lin Nian stood at the entrance of the Zhao residence, watching the man and Pearl leave until they could no longer be seen at the end of the street, before turning her gaze away.

Si Zhaozhao pulled him inside, "Everyone's gone, don't look anymore. Come on, I'll take you to make pineapple fried rice. You'll definitely love sweet and sour pork with pineapple too, it's the sweet and sour flavor you like. I'll teach you how to make it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nian immediately perked up and said, "Okay!"

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On the way to the Xuan Yi Sect, Pearl acted as if she were going on a picnic, making cheerful humming noises, although no one could understand what she was saying.

Yin Cheng pinched Pearl's round face. "Pearl, are you hungry?"

Little Round Face shook his head, sitting on the horse looking around. When he got hungry, he took out some winter melon candy from his little pouch and ate it slowly.

Upon arriving near the Xuan Yi Sect, Atuna Qianyuan tied a red string around everyone's wrist, with a small cloth ball in the middle of the string.

"Don't take it off. It contains antidotes; just wear it."

Everyone nodded.

Lan Shu began assigning tasks, while Yin Cheng went to restrain the leader, giving everyone ample time to search the area.

If Lin Yunting is still alive, then he should still be here.

Yin Cheng has to go find that cult leader, which will inevitably involve a fierce battle, so he definitely can't take Pearl with him.

Lan Shu, Lin Yuntang, and Atuna Qianyuan prepared to split up and search the Xuanyi Sect's lair.

This raises the question of who will take care of Little Pearl.

The blond-haired man volunteered, "I can take care of Pearl."

Pearl immediately ran over and grabbed Zhao Duo's clothes, "Brother Zhao Duo."

The blond-haired man patted Pearl's head. "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

"Mmm!" The little round face smiled happily.

The old father's vision went black. "Actually, I don't think I can't take Pearl into a fight."

Lan Shu scoffed, "You can, but Pearl can't! He's still a young man; aren't you afraid he'll have nightmares after seeing this? Hurry up and go; let's get started as soon as possible."

Atuna Qianyuan said, "How about this, I'll take care of the two children. We'll use the yellow smoke as a signal, and if there's any danger, we can leave immediately."

Everyone nodded and split up to carry out the plan.

Seeing the two children holding hands, Atuna Qianyuan teased, "Xin Hui, you seem to really like this little boy in Prince Cheng's household."

Zhao Duo nodded and said, "Yes."

Atuna Qianyuan exclaimed in surprise, "Eh, you admitted it so quickly?"

Zhao Duo said, "There's nothing wrong with admitting it."

Atuna Qianyuan then asked, "Pearl, do you like our Xinhui?"

Pearl looked blankly at him. "Who is Xin Hui?"

Zhao Duo gently poked Pearl's cheek. "Idiot."

Pearl puffed out her cheeks. "No way!"

"that is."

"No, no, no!"

"Yes."

"Waaah."

"……no!"

Atuna Qianyuan was amused and burst into laughter.

The group of three, consisting of an adult and two children, arrived at the main gate of the Xuan Yi Sect. Zhao Duo asked, "Father, are you planning to just go in like this?"

Atuna Qianyuan chuckled, "It's inconvenient for them to come in, but it's convenient for us."

He swaggered in, "Atuna Qianyuan of Five Poisons Fortress, please inform your sect leader."

Soon, a member of the church appeared and replied, "Wait!"

Meanwhile, Yin Cheng secretly sneaked into the largest and most luxurious building in the Xuan Yi Sect, where the sect leader most likely lived.

After silently eliminating the guards, Yin Cheng sneaked in.

Not only is the exterior more refined than other places, but the interior furnishings are also more exquisite.

It must be the residence of the cult leader.

Yin Cheng searched around but couldn't find a single person inside.

Is the cult leader perhaps in seclusion?

Yin Cheng carefully observed the place. There was a protruding stone wall in the central courtyard, and it seemed that the wind was blowing out as he passed by.

He immediately realized that there must be something significant hidden beneath this stone wall.

He looked around and quickly found the mechanism.

The stone wall opened up in the middle, revealing a deep staircase that extended downwards, its destination unknown.

Seeing that the stone wall was about to close, he jumped down without thinking.

Walking along the empty passage, I soon heard faint human voices.

At the end of the passage was a place resembling a prison.

The walls were covered with instruments of torture, and in the very center of the rack was a person bound to it, his body covered in wounds.

"I heard you weren't eating, so I came to check on you."

The speaker's voice was somewhat hoarse, his exposed skin was pale, and the veins on the back of his hands were particularly prominent.

He was very thin, yet he was wearing a heavy black robe, making him look particularly out of place.

The man on the rack remained silent, but when the man in the black robe approached, he spat a mouthful of blood in his face and then burst into laughter.

The man in black robes wasn't angry; instead, he chuckled softly, "How can you not eat? You're my most satisfying insect vessel, Vice General Lin."

"I was blind to have saved such a heartless bastard like you," the bloodied man on the rack cursed. "You dog, you wait, I'll kill you when I get out."

"Kill me? Hah." The man in black sneered. "You? Or your Southwest Army?"

Upon hearing this, the person on the rack struggled violently, seemingly trying to break free of his restraints and kill the person in front of him with a single blow.

"Can't even handle this?" the man in black laughed. "I still need to use you to refine the most powerful Gu worm, and then kill everyone in the Southwest Army."

The man on the rack, his eyes blazing with fury, cried out, "You're dreaming!"

The man in the black robe chuckled, "No one will come to save you. Be a good insect vessel for me—"

With a loud "bang," the man in black robes collapsed to the ground before he could finish speaking.

Before he lost consciousness, he only had time to see someone knock him unconscious with a stool.

Yin Cheng threw down the stool and dusted off his hands. Curious, he stepped forward and pulled down the hood to see that it was a pale-faced boy.

"Uh..." Yin Cheng said suspiciously, "Could he be the leader of the Black-Clad Cult?"

"Yes," the person on the rack said weakly, "Who are you?"

Yin Cheng looked up, feeling that the person in front of him had somewhat familiar features, and tentatively asked, "Are you Lin Yunting?"

The man on the rack was extremely weak. He opened his mouth, but before he could determine whether the other party was friend or foe, he fainted.

Yin Cheng: "...I'm telling you, don't faint at the crucial moment!"

He sighed, tied the cult leader up with a rope, untied the person from the rack, and after mentally preparing himself, carried him out.

This bloodied person, if not for the faint breath still lingering, would be no different from a dead person.