As long as you can save my sister, I, Yao Bingyun, will serve you as my master for all eternity!

Looking at Yao Bingyun before him, Luo Chuan's face remained largely expressionless. He casually sipped his tea and said, "This is a separate Immortal Mansion, not Luotian Star Domain."

A separate Immortal Mansion?

Yao Bingyun's Liu Mei furrowed, and she immediately looked around, unable to believe that this was actually a separate Immortal Mansion. Could he be the successor of Immortal Emperor?

It's important to understand that after the Immortal Realm shattered, almost all the powerful beings who possessed Immortal Mansion perished, and only Immortal Emperor were qualified to use them. Ordinary cultivators had never even seen what Immortal Mansion looked like.

For example, the Immortal Emperor Qinglin of the Rain Immortal World Realm, and so on.

These Immortal Emperor have already reached the third level of strength, and their own Immortal Mansion are equivalent to small worlds. They can not only store things, but also serve as cave dwellings.

Yao Bingyun's Liu Mei furrowed as she stared at Luo Chuan in front of her and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything. If I'm not mistaken, your sister was sacrificed by that old dog, Blood God Child, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Bingyun abruptly stood up, her eyes suddenly turning bloodshot as she stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief. "You... how do you know about this?"

At that moment, Yao Bingyun suddenly knelt on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes, as memories of what had happened back then flashed through her mind.

"I promised you, I would, I would, I would save you in this lifetime... Little sister... don't cry, I'm here..."

"Don't be afraid. It's just a very far place. Wait for your sister there. I will definitely have the power to save you. I will!"

"Don't cry. Mom is gone. It's just the two of us now. No one will bully you there. Listen to your sister, hang in there, and wait for me!"

Yao Bingyun's voice shattered into a million pieces at that moment.

It wasn't shouted out, it was squeezed out, from the depths of the throat, from the cracks in the soul that were about to split open, each word squeezed out one by one.

"Give my sister back to me--"

Yao Bingyun knelt, her forehead hitting the ground, her hands gripping the hem of Blood God Child's robe tightly, her knuckles white and veins bulging.

"Come and devour me, devour me!!"

Blood God Child didn't even look down at her; he simply lowered his eyes, looking at Yao Bingyun, who was prostrate at his feet, as if she were a speck of dust.

There was no pity, no reluctance, not even disgust in that gaze—nothing at all.

There was only a barren, deathly silence.

"Yao Family enjoy eternal prosperity," Blood God Child spoke slowly, his voice seeming to drift from a very, very distant place, saying indifferently, "Your ability to become weapon spirits is a blessing accumulated by the Yao Family family's ancestors throughout the ages."

You should be grateful.

Yao Mengyun stood beside him. She was only a teenager, with two thin braids and wearing a faded blue cotton jacket, which her older sister had sewn for her. The stitches were crooked but very dense.

She dared not move or cry, but just pursed her lips tightly, her eyes fixed on her kneeling sister.

She didn't know what a weapon spirit was, but she knew that her sister was crying.

"Sister..."

Yao Mengyun spoke softly, as if afraid of disturbing something. "Sister, don't cry, I'm not afraid."

Blood God Child's palm descended, the hand as withered as old tree bark, yet the fingertips shone with an eerie, luminous white.

He didn't touch Yao Mengyun; he merely made a slight movement, and the girl's body, like a candle flame in the wind, began to dissolve inch by inch.

First her ankles. Then her knees, and then that faded blue cotton-padded jacket.

Yao Bingyun lunged forward like a madwoman, but was pinned to the ground by an invisible barrier. Her face was pressed against the cold stone bricks, and her fingernails dug ten bloody marks into the ground.

"Yao Bingyun-- "

Blood God Child's voice finally showed a slight fluctuation, not from anger, but from weariness.

Do you know which artifact your sister has entered?

He didn't wait for Yao Bingyun's reply.

"It is Ancestral Artifact."

"The souls of twenty-seven immortals from the Yao Family who perished all entered this artifact. After a thousand years of refinement and ten thousand years of nurturing, this artifact, once completed, can suppress the fortune of an entire realm."

Blood God Child lowered his head, looking at Yao Bingyun for the first time, and said calmly, "Your sister, entering this artifact, will not mean death, but eternal life."

Yao Mengyun's body below the waist had disintegrated; she floated in mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

She was still looking at Yao Bingyun.

"Sister," Yao Mengyun's voice was very soft, as soft as willow catkins in March, "I remember you promised me."

"You said you were just going to a very far place. You said you'd wait for your sister there, and she would come to save me."

Yao Mengyun smiled, revealing two small canine teeth to her older sister, "I'll wait for you, sister."

"... Don't worry."

The last remaining phantom finally dissipated completely, transforming into a faint blue light that silently disappeared into the ancient bronze immortal Immortal Treasure in the Blood God Child's palm.

The hall fell silent, as silent as a tomb. Blood God Child slowly withdrew his hand, finally lowered his head, glanced at Yao Bingyun, and then turned and disappeared from the spot.

With that devastating impact, the ancestral hall was gone, the oil lamp was gone, the old man was gone, the crack was gone—everything was reduced to fragments, just like the previous nothingness, forming a storm that collapsed completely!

The only one remaining was Yao Bingyun, kneeling on the ground, her eyes filled with icy regret!

"Whoever can save my sister, I, Yao Bingyun, will serve them for all eternity. Even if it means losing all my conscience, as long as my sister can be saved, I... will be willing!! I will have no regrets!!"

Yao Bingyun's shrill voice echoed through the heavens and earth, revealing a determination in Yao Bingyun, but even more so, a sense of helplessness!

Yao Bingyun knelt on the ground, her face contorted in pain, tears streaming down her face. She choked out, "Can you save my sister?"

Luo Chuan replied calmly, "If I couldn't help you before, now, even if the Blood God Child himself comes, I will make sure he never returns."

Upon hearing that Luo Chuan could rescue her sister, Yao Bingyun rushed over, knelt before him, and cried out, "If you can save my sister, I, Yao Bingyun, will serve you as your master for all eternity!"

"Even if it means becoming utterly immoral, as long as it saves my sister, I... am willing!! I have no regrets!"

Looking at Yao Bingyun, whose eyes were bloodshot, Luo Chuan put one hand behind his back and said calmly, "Although I have no interest in saving your sister, after all, we were enemies before, I will spare your life for Xue'er's sake."

"But I need you, and your sister Yao Mengyun, to become my servants, and never betray me for all eternity, or your souls will be scattered and you will never be reincarnated!"

Yao Bingyun hesitated briefly, then kowtowed deeply, "I am willing... as long as Master can save my sister, I, Yao Bingyun, am willing to lead my sister to become your servant. No matter what we do, Bingyun will have no complaints!!!"