Prisoner of the Entrapping Formation

Sang Ying woke up again in the courtyard of the wooden house; the pain in her Dantian abdomen had become somewhat numb.

Gu Shu wasn't in the house, Sang Ying guessed that he had probably gone out to scout ahead.

She moved her arms and legs, struggling to get herself from the courtyard to the bed. Before she could catch her breath, she took out all the medicinal herbs and began to check their properties one by one in the "Complete Spirit Plant Book".

Once she finally found a spirit medicine that could heal her Dantian, she didn't care about anything else and chewed and swallowed the spirit medicine mouthful by mouthful.

This spirit medicine was indeed effective. As soon as she swallowed it, Sang Ying felt her previously icy Dantian warm up slightly.

Realizing that the spirit medicine was truly effective, she quickly swallowed another one.

The unprocessed spirit medicine had a sour and bitter taste, and its powerful medicinal properties would continuously impact her already shattered Dantian. But Sang Ying didn't care about any of this.

After consuming the two spirit medicine, Sang Ying's Dantian finally stopped hurting as much as it had at the beginning, but her Spiritual Qi was still leaking out continuously.

Sang Ying sighed. Although she was somewhat disappointed that her injury hadn't been fully healed, she knew that she was already lucky to be in this situation.

Instead of wallowing in self-pity, Sang Ying quickly pulled herself together.

The two spirit medicine restored her strength and limbs, and Sang Ying, feeling refreshed, surveyed the entire wooden house.

To her surprise, there was even a small kitchen inside the wooden house.

Perhaps the weapon refiner had this hobby, because the kitchen was fully equipped, so Sang Ying wouldn't starve.

She's only at the Qi Refining Realm stage now, so she definitely can't go on without eating.

After touring the cabin, Gu Shu returned just then.

"Not bad, you can move around freely now." Dragon Abyss Sword circled Sang Ying, his delight evident. "I thought you'd need at least a few months to recover."

Sang Ying smiled at him, "Thank you for bringing me back to the house."

Gu Shu chuckled and then recounted his experiences after leaving the valley, "This valley is quite vast. Fortunately, although there are many Devil Beasts, their levels are generally not high. I flew forward for a long time but still couldn't see an exit. Perhaps when you're better, we can venture out."

Because he was worried about Sang Ying, Gu Shu didn't dare to run too far.

However, all he could see were countless Devil Beasts.

Sang Ying wasn't too surprised by the result, but she was still very concerned about where these Devil Beast came from.

"We'll talk about that later. Let's bury this in the yard outside first." Sang Ying took out a Sarira from her bosom and started walking outside.

Gu Shu said happily, "Luckily you managed to retrieve the Sarira during the chaos, otherwise I would have been furious if it had fallen into Su Fuyun's hands!"

Having spent so much time by Sang Ying's side, Gu Shu's temperament and personality have become more and more like a real person.

As soon as the Sarira was buried, the entire wooden house was enveloped in a faint golden light, which then disappeared.

This symbolizes the wooden house being protected by Buddha's light, so that as long as they stay in the wooden house, they will not be afraid of being corrupted by Demonic Qi.

With the troubles of being tainted by Demonic Qi gone, Sang Ying finally felt a great weight lifted from her heart.

She rummaged through her Storage Bag, took out all the edible items, and then took a spirit chicken into the kitchen.

Before long, a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen, heading straight for the mysterious cave.

Inside the pitch-black cave, rustling sounds could be heard everywhere.

The sound suddenly stopped when the aroma of the rooster wafted in.

The next second, a vine quietly peeked out, following the scent.

The black vines locked onto their target immediately after leaving the cave, and in an instant, they appeared by the fence of Sang Ying's wooden house.

The vine cautiously peeked out and took a deep breath. It was quite certain that this wonderful scent had lured it out of the cave.

The vine couldn't wait any longer; it wanted to squeeze through the gaps in the fence, grab the item, and leave.

As soon as I plunged in, it felt like my whole body was in a vat of boiling oil; the pain was excruciating.

The vine quickly retreated, and before Sang Ying could even notice the movement near the fence, it swiftly shrunk back into the cave, leaving Sang Ying without even a glimpse of its tail.

"What's wrong?" Gu Shu asked curiously when he saw Sang Ying, who was about to drink the spirit chicken soup, suddenly stop.

Sang Ying looked away and casually replied, "I think I just felt something bump into the courtyard's barrier."

Upon hearing Gu Shu, Gu Shu immediately flew around the courtyard and carefully checked the surroundings. Only after confirming that he found nothing unusual did he obediently land back beside Sang Ying.

"I don't see anything wrong. Let's be more vigilant these days," Gu Shu said.

Sang Ying nodded. In a place like this, one can never be too cautious.

Unbeknownst to them, the "guest" who had stumbled upon the Buddhist protective barrier was currently complaining to its owner about Sang Ying's barbaric "hospitality."

The person who had been entangled by the small vines and muttering to himself for a long time sat on the array deep inside the cave.

His hands were tightly bound by black and gold chains, and his long, jet-black hair fell over his shoulders, obscuring the gleaming scales on his forehead.

Although those smoky gray eyes were directed at the small vines, their gaze was unfocused.

It's quite noticeable that those beautiful eyes are now blind.

"Oh, is what she makes really that delicious?" His voice was as clear and melodious as shattered jade, but his appearance was excessively beautiful.

The little vine nodded again, and something seemed to be saying that made its owner laugh helplessly.

"People from outside... This godforsaken place hasn't seen anyone in so long," he murmured softly. "How long do you think this little cultivator can survive here?"

His voice was lost in the endless darkness, and it was unclear who he was addressing.

The flying boat passed through the turbulent currents of the interdimensional passage. When it appeared in the Twin Orchid Realm, it was no longer as luxurious and orderly as before. It was dilapidated and looked as if it had experienced many great battles.

Sang Zheng and his wife disembarked from the flying boat together. Looking at the somewhat familiar scenery around them, the couple were filled with emotion.

"Finally back. After more than a decade apart, the Twin Orchid Realm remains unchanged." Wen Miaoshu held her dao companion's hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing her like this, Sang Zheng knew she was thinking of her daughter again, and immediately said, "Once we return to the Flowing Light Sword Sect, we'll take our daughter traveling around. She can see all the sights she wants!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Miaoshu smiled, and the couple immediately summoned their flying swords, intending to return to their sect as quickly as possible.

Having spent so many years in the Immortal Spirit Realm, the two had naturally received many opportunities. Their current strength was vastly different from before, and before long, two sword lights appeared in the market at the foot of the Flowing Light Sword Sect.

The sect was right in front of him, and he would soon see his daughter. Wen Miaoshu felt a mix of trepidation and longing for home.

She suddenly remembered that the clay figurine she had planned to bring to her daughter had been broken, and then she recalled the clay sculpture stalls she had seen at the market, so she decided to try her luck there.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the couple found the stall that had been there for decades, they heard people around them talking amongst themselves:

"Have you heard? That disciple of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, who recently Core Formation, actually colluded with the Devil Race, injured her master, and then betrayed the sect and fled!"

One person exclaimed in shock, "What?! How could there be such an ungrateful, shameless scoundrel?!"

"Indeed!" the man continued, "I heard she was jealous that Master treated her senior sister better, so she repeatedly framed her. Later, her evil deeds were discovered, and the sect leader sentenced her to severe punishment. That person was dissatisfied, so she injured her master and ran away."

Hearing this, Wen Miaoshu frowned. She hadn't expected the Flowing Light Sword Sect to raise such a disciple, and she hoped that her daughter would stay away from such a person.

The next second, the person who had spoken first said again, "I have a relative who is an outer sect manager at the Flowing Light Sword Sect. He secretly told me that the female cultivator is none other than Sang Ying, who recently made a big splash!"

For a moment, the couple froze.

They were as if they were under Immobilization Incantation, only able to listen to the man's slander against their daughter, but unable to move at all.

"Fortunately, before Sang Ying could escape, Immortal Venerable Yanchen destroyed her Golden Core with a single palm strike. Otherwise, the world would probably have gained another great villain!"