At the same time, within the Small Secret Realm.
Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran successfully found the entrance to the Medicine King Valley Ruins. This time, the ruins had shifted positions compared to last year, but they were easier to find. However, entering the Medicine King Valley Ruins proved to be quite a challenge — the sealing formation of the Medicine King Valley Ruins was obscure and difficult to understand. If they hadn’t coincidentally encountered Yun Suxin coming out from the Medicine King Valley Ruins, they might have wasted half a day here.
“Here are the dragon-tongue apricots and bl**d-lan orange; no need to thank me!”
Yun Suxin handed over the two missing ingredients for the Hundred Herb Detoxifying Pill to Li Qingran.
“In ancient times, these two ingredients weren’t rare spiritual herbs, but with the decline in spiritual energy in the Cangyun Realm, the environment outside the Cangyun Realm is no longer suitable for their survival.”
Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi looked at Yun Suxin with admiration as she spoke knowledgeably.
They were currently inside the Medicine King Pavilion within the ruins of the Medicine King Valley. It was a spiral-shaped tower structure. The wooden walls around them were filled with countless small compartments, each storing various kinds of spiritual herbs. Some of the compartments had been rummaged through by others, but those protected by restrictions were mostly well-preserved. The two missing ingredients were found among these countless compartments.
If they had done this themselves, it would have been extremely difficult.
But Yun Suxin managed to find them in less than half an hour, including the time spent unlocking the restrictions.
“Did you come to the Medicine King Valley to search for some medicinal herbs, Miss Yun? Have you had any success?” Yue Qianchi curiously asked.
Yun Suxin’s expression darkened, her fingers tightening around the porcelain medicine bottle, casting fine shadows under her long lashes.
The atmosphere suddenly became very silent. Yue Qianchi felt somewhat at a loss, realizing that she might have asked something inappropriate. She quickly chuckled awkwardly and waved her hand: “Well, if it’s inconvenient to talk about, then never mind. I was just asking casually.”
“My mother has severe internal injuries, and I came here to find healing medicine for her. Her injuries have already eroded her foundation and severely damaged her lifespan.” Yun Suxin shook her head with a bitter smile, her voice light like fallen leaves: “Although the Medicine King Valley is good, there are no more divine medicines like the Hunyuan Biantian Pills to be found here.”
Hunyuan Biantian Pills? Li Qingran was momentarily stunned.
This pill was used by her master to treat her dantian.
She knew at the time that this pill was extremely precious, but now it seemed even more valuable than she had imagined.
She looked at the disheartened Yun Suxin with complicated feelings.
For others, treasures that required great hardship and risked life to obtain were easily accessible to her as if they were gifts from heaven.
Without her master, she would likely be just as desperate as Yun Suxin right now?
“The Medicine King Valley may really not have any more Hunyuan Biantian Pills.” Yue Qianchi furrowed her brows, pondering: “Five years ago, the Medicine King Valley Ruins in the Small Secret Realm produced 12 Hunyuan Biantian Pills, nine of which were taken by the disciples of the Holy Land. These 12 pills should already be the limit for the Medicine King Valley… However, there were so many great sects in the ancient times; perhaps other major sects besides the Medicine King Valley still have them.”
“I’m planning to try my luck with Song Chiyue.” Yun Suxin adjusted her emotions, her eyes revealing a glimmer of hope again: “I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Song Chiyue discovered the ruins of an ancient major sect. This sect’s ruins are newly appeared and have not yet been explored. Regardless of whether there are Hunyuan Biantian Pills inside, as long as I can purify the demonic energy, I can make a request to her, and at that time I will ask for the Hunyuan Biantian Pills. Who knows, maybe she still has them?”
Yue Qianchi thought this hope was very slim.
The Holy Land took nine Hunyuan Biantian Pills five years ago, and after five years, they must have already been used by their disciples. Nevertheless, she still consoled her: “The disciples of the Holy Land are all talented geniuses. In recent years, I haven’t heard of any problems with their dantians, so there must still be some left… We’re also going there. Why don’t we go together?”
Yun Suxin glanced at Li Qingran awkwardly, hesitating and blushing slightly.
She had previously clashed with Li Qingran, and although she helped Li Qingran obtain the spiritual herbs, she was still concerned about Li Qingran’s opinion of her.
Traveling with the disciples of the Sword Pavilion would definitely be the best option.
Especially since Yue Qianchi was already at the middle Golden Core stage, such strength was only slightly inferior to the few disciples of the Holy Land.
Even Li Qingran’s strength had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and her improvement speed was astonishing.
If she could travel with these two, safety would naturally be greatly enhanced.
Li Qingran noticed the hesitation and embarrassment hidden in Yun Suxin’s expression. She stepped forward and clasped Yun Suxin’s cold little hand, smiling gently: “You helped us find the two ingredients. Now let’s go together to find the Hunyuan Biantian Pills. If that doesn’t work, we’ll try other pills. There must be a way to extend your mother’s lifespan!”
Yun Suxin’s fingertips trembled slightly in Li Qingran’s palm.
“Thank you…” The two words on her tongue turned into a choked sob when spoken.
…
Inside the ruins of the major sect.
A group of cultivators were battling the remnants of demon cultivators within the ruins.
Song Chiyue wasn’t standing behind everyone as a bystander but was personally leading the Yaochi Sect disciples in battle at the front.
Flower vines surged like mad dragons through the remnants, and Song Chiyue stood amidst the flower vines. Her white dress fluttered as her soul bell rang sharply, like plum blossoms blooming in snowy mist. With a wave of her hand, thick vine whips swept out, and within ten zhang of her were scattered pieces of demon cultivator remnants.
Not many powerful demon cultivator remnants died at her hands.
But the number of ordinary demon cultivator remnants she killed was more than all the cultivators present combined.
The range of the flower vines was extensive, usually gentle like new sprouts on her fingertips, but now transformed into lethal weapons, mercilessly cutting down approaching demon cultivator remnants like a meat grinder. This significantly reduced the pressure on the disciples of other sects, often allowing one disciple to focus on fighting one demon cultivator remnant.
The demon cultivator remnants within the sect ruins had varying strengths from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Golden Core stage.
They were immune to pain, driven only by a crazed killing instinct. They were originally formidable opponents to the sect disciples, but they were suppressed by the Buddhist Light array set up by Master Huikong, and with the demonic energy in the ruins gradually thinning, their strength could only be exerted at most sixty percent.
“Hahahaha! What joy!” A disciple of the Sword Sect chopped off the head of a demon cultivator remnant and kicked away the remaining limbs, laughing loudly: “We rarely see demon cultivators in normal times, and regret not having killed any. Now it’s a good chance to get a taste of it in the secret realm!”
“Exactly, exactly!” The cultivators looked at Master Huikong who stabilized the Buddhist Light array and Song Chiyue who fought hardest at the front, praising endlessly: “With capable individuals like Daoist Song, Daoist Huikong, and Daoist Qin in our Cangyun Realm, how dare mere demon cultivators dare to cause trouble? They are probably hiding somewhere trembling in fear!”
Mo Shumei stood behind the speaking sect disciple, couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
Though she didn’t choose to become a demon cultivator herself, she was indeed one.
And according to her knowledge, demon cultivators weren’t cowering in some corner.
On the contrary, these demon cultivators had already moved to the mortal world, living like local emperors, unlike these righteous path cultivators who were constantly competing for resources.
As the group of cultivators gradually advanced inward,
they encountered stronger demon cultivator remnants.
Fortunately, they were just one step away from the entrance of the sect ruins, and everyone could grit their teeth and persevere.
However, at this moment… Boom—!
A red light fell abruptly from the sky, piercing through the mist, in the sky reflecting countless fragments.
The terrifying energy wave struck precisely at the core of the array set up by Huikong.
The array core shimmering with Buddhist Light was instantly contaminated, and the energy wave containing the reversed dao韵 rapidly spread throughout the entire array.
Huikong’s face changed drastically, and by the time he hastily withdrew his inner breath, it was already too late.
A surge of bitterness rose in his throat, a jet of black bl**d shot three feet out, and the eighty-one eternal lamps surrounding him instantly went out!
Chapter 216

Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?
My Virtual Immortal Girlfriend Came to Life from a Mobile Game, 不是,我电子女友咋修成剑仙了My name is Chen Huai’an, and I have cancer. I’m dying. Lately, I’ve become obsessed with a virtual girlfriend game. I top up my account to buy her cultivation techniques and magical artifacts. Even though I’ve emptied my wallet, I laugh like a fool. I always thought it was just a game—until one day, my virtual girlfriend sent me a pill. The next moment, the pill appeared in my hand… Am I… not going to die?!
My name is Li Qingran. My cultivation has been crippled, my spiritual roots dug out, and I’ve been expelled from my sect. I cower in a dilapidated hut, waiting to die. I thought my life was over—until I met a mysterious senior who never shows himself. This senior heals my wounds and helps me cultivate. I grow stronger and stronger, eventually becoming the most powerful sword cultivator in the Cangyun Realm. I’ve heard that the spiritual energy in Cangyun is depleting, the Dao is dim, and an immortal from another world plans to merge their soon-to-revive realm with ours. An age of chaos and opportunity is upon us. Even immortals may face death in this struggle. I scour the world for traces of this senior. I want to protect him—and become his Dao companion!!!