“This is also good.”

Shen Jing nodded slightly. Xiao Chen looked at her and said, “On Lady Rakshasa’s side, when she recovers, please tell her for me.”

“Don’t worry, I know.”

Shen Jing nodded again. Seeing that he was still a little worried, she smiled softly, “What? Do you think I can’t walk the world by myself? Back then, I walked more paths than you. After a while, I will come back to find you.”

Hearing her say this, Xiao Chen felt a little relieved. Although the situation was chaotic, she had two alchemists beside her, as well as the avatar she had given him, and Ku Lingzi. Although Ku Lingzi was temporarily asleep, he would always wake up. There was no need for him to worry.

“Then, will you return to Butterfly Valley at that time?”

“Yes, there are some things that I didn’t have time to take with me. I have to go back and get them.”

Xiao Chen nodded, “Alright, then you have to be careful. The location of Butterfly Valley has already been exposed.”

Shen Jing smiled gently, “Don’t worry, the person they are dealing with is you, not me. Now, you should be worried about yourself.”

…

Two hours later, it was already the crescent moon in the morning breeze. In early autumn, the air was slightly cold. Shen Jing looked at the pitch-black sky in the distance and said, “She must have walked a long way. You go.”

“Mm …”

Xiao Chen nodded lightly and looked at her again. Without hesitation, he tapped his feet and turned into a swift shadow, heading out of the city.

With his current cultivation, catching up to Hua Weiyang was a piece of cake. However, Hua Weiyang had already lost all memories of him, so he didn’t want to appear in front of him so suddenly, so he chose to protect him secretly.

At the same time, when he went back this time, it was good that he was in the dark, obscure, and bright. He could often see things that he had never seen before. As long as he did not appear, no one would know where he was.

…

Half a month later, it was mid-autumn, and the weather gradually turned cold. Xiao Chen followed Hua Weiyang all the way back to the middle of Xianyuan.

Hua Weiyang was too quick-witted. Even though his cultivation had greatly increased, he had been very cautious along the way, not being noticed by the other party.

The Central Plains of Xianyuan were vast and boundless. In the five regions of Xianyuan, it was the most elegant and elegant. It was as if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had been condensed. Throughout the ages, experts had always emerged in large numbers.

However, although the Central Plains were the most outstanding places, there were often traces of demons hidden in some dangerous places in the Border Region. Because of the dangerous terrain in many places, there were few people who traveled all year round, and there were often demonic sects that lived here.

In the northwestern region of the Central Plains, there were mountains and dense forests. Thousands of kilometers or even tens of thousands of kilometers were uninhabited, so they were called “100,000 dense forests”.

The hundred thousand dense forests were overlapping peaks, majestic and tall. There were ancient trees towering to the heavens, countless cliffs and cliffs. Rumors had it that there were many elves and ghosts in the mountains, and miasma rose to the sky. There were even occasional ferocious beasts at the foot of the mountain.

Over time, the hundred thousand dense forests became an extremely ferocious place in the eyes of cultivators. Even those profound and unfathomable profound sect cultivators would not easily enter this place.

There were even rumors that once they entered the hundred thousand dense forests, it would be difficult for non-Heavenspan cultivators to leave. They would get lost in the forest. In the end, their flesh and blood would be eaten by vicious beasts and their souls would be devoured by ghosts. With these shocking legends, the hundred thousand dense forests became even more taboo for cultivators of the Xuanmen Sect.

However, a few years ago, perhaps because he discovered that the true Flower Pity Palace was hidden in this hundred thousand dense forest, this dangerous place that no one had ever set foot in before had been repeatedly traced by cultivators in recent years.

Especially after every rain, when the poisonous miasma that covered the dense forest dissipated, and when Yun Kaitian was green, he would often see the afterimages of the flying swords in the sky.

In recent days, for some reason, more and more cultivators came to the hundred thousand dense forests. There were elders and disciples from various sects, loose people traveling all over the world, and even some Devil Dao cultivators who had secretly sneaked in.

It was truly unimaginable. In the past, there had been an extremely ferocious place that no one had dared to enter for thousands of years. Why would people from the Righteous and Demonic Daos flock to it now?

Everyone in the world came for the sake of profit, and everyone in the world came for the sake of profit. To be able to attract so many people, there must be a reason.

…

A few days ago, it had just rained heavily. The mountains were still very muddy and difficult to travel. The climate in the forest was even more abnormal. Sometimes it was cloudy and fog, sometimes it was dark, sometimes it was filled with sly thunder. There was a dangerous aura everywhere.

Even though Xiao Chen had come here once a few years ago, his cultivation was still far inferior to his current level. Now that he had returned, he still didn’t dare to take it lightly at this moment.

Two days ago, he secretly followed Hua Weiyang into the 100,000-strong forest, but perhaps Hua Weiyang was too quick-witted and sensed that he was being followed. By this morning, he had disappeared.

Xiao Chen had lost her. Even if she stretched out her divine sense a hundred miles away, she would not be able to find her shadow. But presumably, the first thing she did when she entered the 100,000-strong forest was to return to Lianhua Palace. No matter how quick-witted she was, she had already forgotten that she had told Lianhua Palace the location of Xiao Chen.

Therefore, Xiao Chen only needed to follow his previous memories and break through the layers of poisonous miasma and confusion, heading towards the Lianhua Palace. Naturally, he would be able to find her.

…

Twilight gradually closed in. At this moment, there were seven or eight silhouettes walking in an unknown mountain range in the middle of a hundred thousand dense forests.

“Junior Sister, it’s getting dark. It’s not suitable to walk at night. Find a cave to spend the night in.”

The one walking at the front was a woman dressed in feathered clothes, Nichang. That woman had an extraordinary immortal aura and her eyebrows were slightly cold. She could not be said to be as cold as ice, but she gave off a feeling of being difficult to approach.

She was none other than Qianyu Nichang.

The group behind them were not any other people, but the most outstanding disciples of the Xuanqing Sect’s current generation.

Xia Guyun, a disciple of Empyrean Li Yuan of Heavenly Quan Peak, looked at Ye Huaiyou, a disciple of Empyrean Yuheng of Hengfeng Peak, Shen Yu, a true disciple of Empyrean Ji Peak, Leng Qianxue, a disciple of Empyrean Meimei of Tianxuan Peak, and Ruan Fuling.

As well as Lou Qingshan, the disciple of the Xuanyang Peak’s Xuanyang Sovereign, and a woman who was close to Lou Qingshan. That woman wore a pale red dress, and her features were picturesque. She was none other than Zhao Wangsun’s older sister, Zhao Ying’er.

Zhao Ying’er had joined the Xuanqing Sect for more than twenty years. Especially with Lou Qingshan’s help, she successfully entered the Xuanyang Sect. Her cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds these past few years. Although she couldn’t compare to Lou Qingshan, Xia Guyun, and Leng Qianxue, she was still considered quite good among the new disciples.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed since the last Heavenly Sect Martial Meeting. A large amount of spiritual energy had poured into the Immortal Primordial Earth these past few years, causing the disciples to cultivate for thousands of kilometers. Their cultivation levels were far from being comparable to those of the past.