Fairy, help me cultivate.

"Still...ungrateful...cannot be let go..."

What are you saying?

Chen Yao was impatient.

The man became even more impatient and turned around, yelling menacingly, "Shut up!"

Only then did Chen Yao notice that the man's hand, with its broken nails, was frantically bent over, calculating something.

Where exactly have we arrived?

Chen Yao asked that person, Yun Jiang, and Jiu Luo.

The man glared at him fiercely, and Chen Yao even caught a single tear in the corner of his reddened eyes.

It felt increasingly strange and eerie to me, this person, this place.

“I don’t know either. All I know is that this place seems to have been shrouded in an extremely powerful illusion. And this person is constantly making finger gestures, trying to divine the correct location,” Jiu Luo said softly.

"So, you deliberately put me in this predicament?"

Chen Yao's tone was not without resentment. He knew that Ling Ning might be somewhere outside, and could leave at any moment. He also didn't know where Yu Ling was now, and he had plunged headlong into the illusionary maze where he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Thanks to his two wise wives, the powerful forces of the South China Sea!

Yun Jiang and Jiu Luo were silent for a while before speaking in unison: "I have a feeling that this person has a great opportunity for you."

"You think? Gentlemen, are all people of high cultivation as capricious and arbitrary as you two?"

Chen Yao was truly speechless.

Jiu Luo said quietly, "You will understand many things when you reach our level."

Despite complaining, Chen Yao still trusted Jiu Luo and Yun Jiang's judgment, so he had no choice but to follow the person in front of him.

The person stopped.

"Found the way?"

Chen Yao perked up and quickened his pace, finally arriving at the person's side.

The man squatted down, clutched his head, and rubbed his disheveled hair, looking somewhat insane.

"I didn't mean to leave you... I didn't mean to... Xiaoyou... I didn't know he would... It's all my fault! But I can't..."

Seeing this person's appearance, Chen Yao was stunned and felt completely bewildered, so she couldn't help but slap him hard across the face.

"What situation are we in now? Even if you're going to go crazy, you should at least pick a suitable time!"

The man's mouth suddenly split open, becoming red and swollen. After a long while, he raised his head and said blankly, "It's too late, it's all too late."

Chen Yao wanted nothing more than to kick him to death: "Is it too late or not? At least tell me the general situation. Can't we two decide whether it's too late or not?"

The man did not respond immediately, but stared blankly at the immortal sword in Chen Yao's hand, smiled sadly, and suddenly pounced on it, hugging the sword to his arms.

Chen Yao stepped back and tried to pull his sword out, but found that the sword seemed to be welded into the man's arms. When the man struggled, the sword slipped from his hand.

The man made no other move, but simply held the sword to his chest, pressed it against his cheek, and murmured to himself as if embracing a beloved woman.

Why didn't you wait for me?

Chen Yao suppressed his shock.

He had never heard of such a powerful immortal in the South China Sea.

"It doesn't exist in the South China Sea, but it does in China."

Jiu Luo and Yun Jiang spoke in unison.

The man held his sword, his face showing reminiscence.

"I remember that year, you were swinging on the swing when I spotted you. You walked away shyly, almost slipping and falling. Your hairpin came off, and you turned back to glare at me, both ashamed and surprised. But the smell of green plums distracted you, and you smiled at me."

"I remember that year, you wielded your sword in the southern sky, facing the immortals alone, and saved me, that strand of black hair, that red dress..."

"I remember that year, you traveled a thousand miles to meet me, only to reject my devoted heart, all for that beast in human form..."

"I have never been far from you, never far from you! But, just because of your unwavering devotion to him, and your request for me to prepare a gift for the day his sword is completed. I shouldn't have left! I shouldn't have left!"

He kept rubbing his cheek against the sword, wiping his face until it was covered in blood.

"Who could have imagined that the day he forged the sword would be the day you and your daughter would perish? Xiao You... I hate that you couldn't distinguish between loyalty and treachery, and I hate that you made me go and collect some ten-thousand-year-old sword heart!"

Chen Yao, who was listening from the side, was surprised and doubtful, but gradually realized: "You, know Yu Ling's mother?"

"Yu Ling?"

The person finally reacted.

Chen Yao felt he had guessed correctly: "That's right, Yu Ling is the daughter of the person who forged this sword. Did you know that the man didn't completely kill the mother and daughter that day?"

The man looked at Chen Yao, then looked down at the sword covered in his own blood: "I can feel their presence on this sword."

"But you should have sensed Yu Ling's or her sisters' presence here, which is why you brought me here, isn't it?"

"Yes. She is here. But I brought you here only for this sword. I will not allow anyone but myself to defile her again!"

The man roared, and the sword in his arms burst forth with countless sword rays.

Chapter 204 Xu Junyu, Bound Up

However, these sword beams all bowed and dimmed when they touched Chen Yao.

The man who had been so full of enthusiasm, so confident and arrogant was now frozen in place.

Chen Yao sighed, reached into the man's arms, gripped the sword hilt, and pulled hard.

The man kicked and twisted his legs wildly, screaming and yelling like a madman, but in the end, the immortal sword was taken from him, leaving only bloodstains on his face and chest.

Chen Yao flicked the blood off the sword, then looked down at him with narrowed eyes: "Have you ever considered that since this sword contains the essence and soul of the mother and son, it means that they voluntarily recognized me as their master?"

The man's dirty face paled, and he hesitated for a long time without uttering a coherent word, looking quite frustrated and disappointed.

"The sword you're holding must belong to one of those three sisters. If you found it here, then they're likely here too. If you truly have feelings for her, why not do something practical?"

Chen Yao pointed the tip of his sword at the sword beside the man's leg, speaking while looking around, still unable to understand his surroundings.

The man seemed to have taken Chen Yao's words to heart. He grabbed the sword beside his leg, stood up, and rapidly began to calculate with his fingers.

The red, fleshy ground would twitch slightly from time to time, as if breathing or in pain.

The shimmering, undulating light in the void seemed, in the corner of my eye, to be like countless scrutinizing, ever-shifting eyes.

Finally, the man let out a long sigh and pointed in one direction: "Over there!"

After saying that, he leaped away with incredible agility.

Chen Yao was caught off guard by his sudden escape and took a step to chase after him, but found that he could not move.

At the same time, the surrounding illusory light began to tremble wildly, and a long, extremely low wind sounded from an indistinguishable direction.

The man's back, which had shrunk to a tiny point, suddenly staggered and was pulled and swallowed by the red flesh beneath his feet.

This is also why Chen Yao couldn't take a step.

He swung his sword repeatedly, unleashing a surge of sword energy that shredded the flesh and soil beneath him into a chaotic mess. However, the flesh and soil healed incredibly quickly; as soon as one strand of flesh was severed, another would be drawn back to it.

He was still trapped and kept sinking deeper.

The low, rumbling wind quickened, like a starving person seeing food, breathing heavily and frantically.

The shimmering, ever-changing lights all around were tempting Chen Yao not to resist.

Yun Jiang and Jiu Luo fell silent, and it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.

Then, Chen Yao had a flash of inspiration. Instead of swinging his sword to make pointless slashes, he went straight for a deep cut on his arm.

The sleeve was torn, the skin and flesh were broken, and blood slowly spread from a trickle to a patch.

A sharp pain shot through him, instantly clearing his mind.

Where are those tangled, sticky strands of meat underfoot?

"You're finally awake! Yunjiang was so worried!"

Jiu Luo made a sarcastic remark, but you could still hear the nervousness in her voice.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm just afraid of being implicated by him." Yun Jiang let out a long sigh.

"The Demon Lord is really tough!" Jiu Luo chuckled.

Yun Jiang snorted, unusually not retorting, perhaps because she felt a little guilty.

Chen Yao ignored their bickering and instead looked ahead at the empty space.

"That person has indeed disappeared. What exactly happened?"

Jiu Luo sighed: "Not only did that person disappear into thin air, but the little girl Ling Hong that you sent here is also gone. I can't figure out what kind of trick it is at all. It's really strange."

Just when Chen Yao was at his wit's end, he faintly heard the sound of a sword ringing in his ear.

The extremely familiar sound of a sword.

He turned his head in the direction of the sound, looking at the illusory light from which the sword's cry came, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Did you hear that?

Yun Jiang answered seriously, "It's that carefree girl."

Chen Yao received confirmation from Yun Jiang, and didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Let's go take a look and see."

He took off on his sword and flew towards the illusory light.

To everyone's surprise, as soon as he drew his sword, countless tiny sword energies appeared out of thin air all around him.

The sword energy was sharp and fierce, like a fine rain.

In a moment of quick thinking, Chen Yao took out the ancient mirror given to him by Ling Zhou and used it to absorb all the sword energy attacking him.

After passing through the illusionary light without any major incident, his eyes lit up.

This is a paradise-like fairyland.

Surrounded by mountains and swirling water, shrouded in light clouds and mist.