Primordial Yin Fire

Nine Nether looked at Xiao Yi Xian and Ya Fei. "Two mistresses, let's head into the ruins first and refine the Fallen Origin Pills!"

Hearing Nine Nether's form of address, Xiao Yi Xian and Ya Fei were both slightly stunned. Nine Nether then explained, "I've taken Xiao Yu as my master. Since he is my master, the two of you are naturally my mistresses!"

"So that's how it is!" As Xiao Yi Xian spoke, the expression on her pretty face grew even gentler.

Ya Fei, standing nearby, let out a charming laugh. "Nine Nether, let me tell you something first. Your master has more than just the two of us as wives. You'll find out how many mistresses you have soon enough!"

Upon hearing Ya Fei's words, Nine Nether was first stunned, then her gossiping instincts were stirred. She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Ya Fei's arm, and coquettishly said, "Mistress Ya Fei, then tell me first—just how many wives does Master have?"

Ya Fei chuckled. "Keep it a mystery. You'll find out just how much of a womanizer your master is later!"

"Alright, alright, it's time to refine the Fallen Origin Pills!" Ya Fei took Nine Nether's little hand and swept toward the other end of the valley.

At the other end, Xiao Yan continued deeper into the valley. Chilling winds formed Wind Blades that swept across the land. Any cultivator below the Supreme Realm who barged in would likely be left without even bones remaining!

Emperor Yan enveloped Xiao Yan's body, while Spiritual Energy formed a protective barrier around him. He could clearly sense that the chilling Wind Blades carried a trace of fiery power. If Emperor Yan had not been powerful enough, an ordinary person would have found it difficult to detect.

Thinking of this, Xiao