Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in front of Han Bingning, with his back to her.
His upper body clothes had been stripped off, revealing his back covered in wounds.
However, the bloodstains on his back had clearly been cleaned up, so he didn't look so terrifying anymore.
Han Bingning's two delicate, jade-like hands were pressed tightly against Ye Xuan's back.
As pure Spiritual Qi flowed slowly into Ye Xuan's body through her two jade-like hands, those hands also moved back and forth, repairing Ye Xuan's injuries.
This healing method is extremely taxing for Han Bingning.
In addition, she had already suffered some injuries, so as time went on, she felt immense pressure.
Her delicate face had turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.
The sweat on his body was increasing, soaking his clothes until they were so wet you could wring water out of them.
However, she continued to grit her teeth and desperately try to help Ye Xuan Ye Xuan, healing his injuries with all her might.
The Divine Palace is about to open, and she doesn't want Ye Xuan to miss that last great opportunity.
Ye Xuan was completely unaware of all that; at this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was utterly unconscious.
If it weren't for his body temperature, the beating of his pulse, and his faint breathing, which proved he was still alive, people would probably have thought he was dead.
In reality, Ye Xuan's consciousness had already arrived in a strange world.
He didn't know where he was or what kind of place it was.
He could only vaguely see that there was a golden staircase beneath his feet. The staircase was very large, and at least from his perspective, he could not see the end on either side.
The strangest thing is that he was not at the bottom of the stairs, but at the seventh or eighth step.
Above him were still layers of hazy golden steps, but the end was nowhere in sight.
As for what lies at the top of those steps, he had no idea.
However, he felt an extremely sacred and majestic feeling here.
That feeling was countless times stronger than when I saw the divine palace of the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm.
To put it bluntly, the divine palace of the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm is nothing compared to this place; it's utterly insignificant.
Ye Xuan raised his head, staring intently with wide eyes, trying to see what was at the top of the stairs, but he couldn't see it at all.
He lifted his foot, trying to climb up, but even with all his strength, he couldn't move forward even half a step.
"Where exactly is this place? How did I get here? And this doesn't seem to be my physical body; could it be that my soul has left my body?"
Ye Xuan frowned in deep thought, his heart filled with shock, as if a storm was brewing within him.
Similarly, he also has a fear of the unknown.
The soul leaving the body is something only cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm can do.
Without reaching the Spirit Transformation, even at the Peak Heavenly Position Realm, one simply cannot achieve the separation of the soul from the body.
But at this moment, it seems he has succeeded.
Furthermore, wasn't he severely injured in his battle with the First Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land?
According to the normal script, shouldn't he have been rescued by his beautiful master at this moment?
But where is this place, and how did he get here?
By the way, where is Master? How is he? Where is he now?
Once Ye Xuan thought of this, he no longer cared about where he was.
All he wanted to know was how his master, Han Bingning, was—whether she was injured, how serious her injuries were, whether she was safe, and whether she had been targeted again by that despicable First Group.
As Ye Xuan pondered these things, he suddenly felt a strange warmth. Immediately afterward, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and his breathing became rapid.
Suddenly, on the step above him, appeared an unbelievably beautiful woman.
That woman's temperament was completely different from Han Bingning's.
She wore a long black dress and a crown, exuding an air of elegance and nobility, yet also a haughty and aloof charm.
She was still barefoot, with her two small and delicate lotus feet, making her look like a queen.
However, this woman's coldness was completely different from Han Bingning's coldness.
The Han Bingning is from the inside out, and coupled with the fact that she cultivates ice-attribute Spiritual Qi, it is truly cold.
However, this woman's coldness was merely superficial; she was absolutely aloof and domineering.
This made Ye Xuan think of those so-called domineering and aloof female CEOs from his previous life.
What startled Ye Xuan the most was that at this moment, the woman's beautiful eyes were staring at him coldly, and her luscious red lips were moving slightly, as if she were saying something.
However, Ye Xuan couldn't hear it clearly at all, and couldn't even distinguish it from the lip movements.
"Who... who are you?"
Looking at the woman's cold eyes, Ye Xuan felt his mouth go dry and couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice.
He was genuinely feeling a chill run down his spine.
Because all of this is just too bizarre.
However, the woman seemed unable to hear his voice.
Almost the instant Ye Xuan finished speaking, a feeling of extreme dizziness washed over him.
The noble woman who stood before them, like a queen, suddenly vanished.
When Ye Xuan opened his eyes again, all he saw was a cave.
"Ah--"
This bizarre transformation caused Ye Xuan to let out an unconscious scream.
Then he realized that he felt a chill on his body.
Turning around, Ye Xuan saw his beautiful master, whom he had been longing for.
There, Han Bingning lay on the ground, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her pretty face pale, seemingly unconscious from exhaustion.
Her wrinkled dress, completely soaked with sweat, clung tightly to her graceful body, making her appear alluring and incredibly seductive.
However, when Ye Xuan looked at Han Bingning, his eyes were extremely clean and clear, without a trace of evil intent.
Seeing this, how could he not know what had happened?
"Master?"
Ye Xuan couldn't help but exclaim, and then, disregarding everything else, rushed forward and picked up her alluring body.
Holding the Han Bingning and the soft, fragrant jade in his arms, Ye Xuan remained undisturbed.
As he swiftly took out the pills and fed them into her mouth, he made a gesture as if to infuse her with Spiritual Qi to help her recover.
He felt he owed Han Bingning far too much. If Han Bingning was willing to pay such a price for him, why couldn't he?
"Don't--"
However, just as Ye Xuan's right hand touched Han Bingning's alluring body, Han Bingning couldn't help but open her eyes and utter a weak sound.
Upon hearing this voice, Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Master, why are you doing this? I can recover on my own; I don't need you to inject Spiritual Qi into me."
Han Bingning looked at Ye Xuan, and despite her weakness, a bright and gentle smile still appeared on her pale face.
She looked at Ye Xuan and whispered, "I'm just weak. I can recover on my own in a while. You don't need to infuse me with Spiritual Qi, lest I miss that final opportunity at the Divine Palace."
She paused slightly at this point, then slowly closed her beautiful eyes.
"It's so good that you're awake."