Nine Yin Nourishing Yang Pill

"Jiuyin Zhiyang Pills? I've never heard of them. Have any of you?"

Yu Donglai froze for a moment and looked around at the others.

They all shook their heads, exchanging bewildered glances.

Yu Donglai's face fell. "Looks like we'll have to wait until Old Master Gongsun recovers before refining them."

With that, he cupped his fist toward Gongsun Wuji, then turned and left.

The other members of the Demon-Sacrificing Sect followed him out.

The Green-Robed Ancestor and the others hesitated, glancing at Pang Xiuran.

Pang Xiuran was filled with frustration. It was as if he had punched empty air, and the feeling left him speechless.

"Let's go."

Chen Changming sighed deliberately.

Then he turned and left. Seeing Chen Changming go, Pang Xiuran hurried after him with the Green-Robed Ancestor and the others.

"Clan Leader Gongsun, we'll keep an eye out for this pill formula when we return. If we hear anything, we'll send word at once."

Gu Huaibei cupped her hands toward Gongsun Wuji, then left with the people from the Ice-Snow Palace.

After leaving the Gongsun clan.

Chen Changming said his farewells to the Green-Robed Ancestor and the others, then flew off alone toward the southeast.

After flying a thousand li.

He landed atop a mountain peak and waited quietly. Before long, a figure flashed into existence in midair: Gu Huaibei.

Chen Changming looked at her.

Before leaving, he had received a transmission from Gu Huaibei, asking him to wait for her a thousand li to the southeast.

Gu Huaibei gazed back at Chen Changming.

Her gaze gradually softened, her eyes clear as flowing water. She said quietly, "Fellow Daoist Chen, now that we part, when will we meet again?"

Chen Changming was silent for a moment.

"When fate wills it, we'll meet again," he said softly.

Before long,