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"This is celestial magic." Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but feel a bit excited. He had spent half his life seeking immortality, and now he encountered a divine phenomenon. It turned out that such things truly existed in this world. "Evening Primrose Poison?!" Yun Zhongzi's pupils constricted. "Evening Primrose, white in color, blooms at dusk, withers the next day, symbolizes a fragile woman whose fragrance fades suddenly, also known as the flower of revenge. The Evening Primrose itself is not poisonous. Murong Xiyan is dead and does not envy immortality. Therefore, if the pollen of Murong Xiyan encounters the Tree of Life, it will surely become highly toxic, with unknown effects."
Yun Zhongzi sighed, "Although I don't know why, the Tree of Life is right beside you, and poisoning is inevitable. As for detoxification, I am powerless."
"I nearly lost my life back then; it was Cold Heart who saved me." Hibiscus put her mask back on.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Cold Heart climbed onto Hibiscus's mask with its little paws.
"Fortune depends on misfortune, and misfortune hides within fortune." Yun Zhongzi nodded. "It took me several days to detoxify Qiong Yao, and now you must be anxious?"
"No, senior, you jest."
"Alright, get on the horse." Before Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, the sky darkened suddenly. "Whoosh!" Little Hanxin, frightened, shrank into Hibiscus's shoulder, hiding in her hair. Thunder rumbled across the sky as a wave of darkness flashed by; the Tree of Life on Little Hanxin's chest emitted a blinding light.
A low chuckle echoed in the dark sky. "Kiddo, let me borrow your precious tree for a moment." Three thousand feet of white hair flew wildly as strange dark light emanated from the magic patterns on his body. As their gazes met, everything was shrouded in darkness.
Hibiscus swung her Jade Flute to collide with the approaching dark light threatening Little Hanxin. "Even a grain of rice can shine brightly. Hmph..." Hibiscus struggled to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth while comforting the anxious Little Hanxin.
"I'll take over; fighting like this is pointless." A figure flashed by, standing before them with a giant sword.
"Seven Nights?"
"Mother? What are you doing here? Are you alright?"
"Your father came here to find medicine for me; I am fine now."
"Father..." Seven Nights knelt on one knee.
"Get up," Yun Zhongzi helped Seven Nights to his feet. "You seem in good spirits. Why have you come to the Western Abyss?"
"To seek Fo-Ti." Seven Nights pulled out a branch of Fo-Ti from his bosom, its Azure Silk still glistening.
"This... you too." Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but glance at Hibiscus, who was confronting the white-haired man.
"Stop fighting and come here. Let me introduce you." In an instant, the darkness dissipated, and Ying Wuxie, dressed in black, appeared before everyone. "Little ghost, don't be afraid. We'll catch up soon."
"Chirp chirp!" Little Hanxin waved its tiny paws.
"Wuxie, this is my father and mother. Father... who is that wearing the Mask?"
"Oh, that's the young master of the Mu Family. Thanks to him, your father was able to save your mother after nearly losing his life."
"Hibiscus?!" Seven Nights paused. "This is Ying Wuxie, known in the martial world as the Demon Path Master."
"So you are the Demon Path Master. I once thought the Demon Path Master was one of my own from the demonic sect," Qiong Yao said, then looked at Hibiscus. "Young Master Mu, with the fall of the demonic sect, I will no longer concern myself with matters of the martial world."
"Mother, why are you afraid of him?" Seven Nights swung his sword. "Hibiscus, I will reclaim the humiliation from back then today."
"Seven Night Demon Lord, I have no intention of causing trouble," Hibiscus said as he patted Little Hanxin and leaped onto his horse.
"Chirp chirp!" Little Hanxin made a face at Ying Wuxie and Seven Nights, as if to say that its master wasn't afraid of them! Hmph!
“Tree of Life!”
“Do not harm the harmony; Young Master Mu is a good person.” Qiong Yao pressed down on Seven Nights's arm.
The journey to the Underworld was quite smooth with Ying Wuxie around, though they did not find Water Consort. It was likely that Bixie was on guard. However, for Ying Wuxie, the Seven Hells felt like an uninhabited land; even Lord of the Seven Hells Murong Fusu had not noticed them. The Lord of the Netherworld had always kept a respectful distance from matters concerning the Seven Hells, to avoid unnecessary disturbance. Thus, within half a day's time, they obtained Fo-Ti and began searching for the Tree of Life. After scouring the entire desert, they finally sensed the presence of the Tree of Life at the Western Underworld Border City.
“Seven Nights, why are you searching for Fo-Ti?” Yun Zhongzi asked with suspicion. First it was Hibiscus, and now Seven Nights had come to the Western Abyss in search of Fo-Ti. Although this Fo-Ti was considered a Divine Medicine, it was somewhat of a useless existence.
“Father, you do not know; Fengyin sacrificed her true energy daily to save me, and she exhausted all her true energy…” Yun Zhongzi waved his hand, “I understand now.”
“Please make a decision, Father. I want to marry Fengyin and take care of her for this life and beyond.”
“Isn’t Fengyin the disciple you took in?” Qiong Yao asked. “It’s rare that my son finally wants to settle down.”
“We will discuss it when we return.” Yun Zhongzi nodded.
Ahead, Hibiscus had already spurred her horse several miles away, while Ying Wuxie sat leisurely on his entirely black Dragon Horse.
“You are Hibiscus? What is your relationship with Yin'er?” A cold light flashed in Hibiscus's eyes as she raised her whip, striking it against the horse beneath Ying Wuxie. The horse startled and leaped high. “Hmph. Though I may not be your match, Yin'er is not someone you can call.”
“Tsk tsk, you look so refined, yet your temper is quite fierce.”
“Go!!!” Hibiscus galloped away, no longer paying attention to Ying Wuxie.
“You cannot shake me off; the Tree of Life belongs to me. How can I let you take it away?”
"Whoosh!" Little Hanxin made a face at Ying Wuxie, shaking his little fist.
"You monster! My master isn't afraid of you!" Little Hanxin transformed the Tree of Life on his chest into a mouth, speaking human words. Hearing this, Ying Wuxie was furious, her stunningly beautiful face clouded with anger. "Oh no!" Little Hanxin covered his mouth and turned into a puff of blue smoke, slipping into Hibiscus's sleeves. Hibiscus shook her head and chuckled, finding great delight in Ying Wuxie's predicament. Children always speak the truth, indeed.
"Zhu Feng! Hurry and run!" A clear voice came from inside the sleeves, "Whoosh! Giddy up!"
"Demon..." Ying Wuxie's eyes turned crimson as she prepared to unleash her demonic power. A flash of blue light appeared, and Ying Wuxie's entire body was engulfed in blackness, losing all semblance of her once charming appearance.
"Demon Path Master?! Hmph... don't underestimate the Western Abyss; this is just a warning." Though the voice was heard, the figure was not seen.
"Whoosh! Fusang!" Little Hanxin floated out from Hibiscus's sleeves and danced on her shoulder, laughing heartily!
It was actually Lord of the Netherworld Fusang who had made a move, but why did Little Hanxin directly call him by name?!
"Lord of the Netherworld?" Ying Wuxie said in a deep voice. "It is said that the guardian of the Tree of Life is the son of the Underworld Lord; could it be true?"
"I don't have such a son." Lord of the Netherworld transformed into his true form, his gaze deep and commanding, exuding an aura of invincibility. It was rare to see a man like him in the Western Abyss; he was indeed Underworld Lord Fusang. One wondered why he allowed women from the Murong Empire to hold power.
"Whoosh! Fusu!!!"
The mighty Underworld Lord, upon hearing the name Fusu, actually turned and fled.
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