Imperial Tutor An proposed a wager.

In his view, these people didn’t truly wish to kill them, but rather were instigated by Black Robe and his companions.

In their eyes, following Black Robe to victory in this battle would bring endless wealth and glory, but they likely hadn’t realized that they were merely lured here by Black Robe to serve as sacrificial pawns.

Since that was the case, it would be a pity to kill them. Why not turn the tables and use them instead?

“What do you want to bet on?” one of the tribal chiefs heard the proposal with great interest.

Mu Yunjin hadn’t expected Imperial Tutor An to suddenly make such a move. She frowned slightly and looked toward him.

Imperial Tutor An smiled lightly, “I’ve heard that in this Divine Continent, there’s a place called the Jade Moon Spring. Since we’re all newcomers here, why don’t we bet on who can find this Jade Moon Spring first?”

At the mention of the Jade Moon Spring, Hua Ying and Qiqi were slightly startled, their eyes showing a glimmer of light.

“What’s this spring for? Why look for such a thing? Besides, how do we know you haven’t already discovered its location and are just playing with us?” another tribal chief immediately raised doubts.

In response, Imperial Tutor An gave a light chuckle and shook his head helplessly, “Regarding the Jade Moon Spring, ancient books once recorded that its waters were left behind by celestial beings thousands of years ago. Drinking from that spring can increase one’s power a hundredfold. I’m a superstitious person, so I’d like to drink just one mouthful to see if it can enhance my abilities.”

“Besides, if we already knew the location of the Jade Moon Spring, would we make this bet with you? We’d be too busy drinking the spring water ourselves!”

Imperial Tutor An fabricated this nonsense while observing the expressions of the dozen or so tribal chiefs opposite him.

Upon hearing Imperial Tutor An’s words, the tribal chiefs looked at each other, exchanging glances for quite a while.

“What ancient book? How rare is it?” another tribal chief asked.

“Here, take a look,” Imperial Tutor An said, waving his hand to produce a booklet.

One person took it and began flipping through, skimming it, and indeed found the content Imperial Tutor An had mentioned.

Looking at the cover page, this booklet came from the Scripture Pavilion of Water Cloud Temple.

That must be correct…

Subsequently, he closed the booklet, cleared his throat, and said, “Let’s clarify the stakes.”

“If you lose, you’ll give us a divine artifact. If we lose, you’ll immediately leave the Divine Continent,” Imperial Tutor An raised an eyebrow.

“What divine artifact?”

Hearing this, Imperial Tutor An glanced at the people beside him and smiled faintly, “The Phoenix Tail Whip, the Divine God Command, or the Snow Spirit Pill. You can choose one.”

“Good, it’s a deal!” From across, they almost answered in unison.

The next second, the dozen or so tribal chiefs seemed to forget their original purpose and immediately dispersed, heading in different directions to search for the Jade Moon Spring mentioned by Imperial Tutor An.

Those remaining at the scene—Mu Yunjin and the others—were completely bewildered.

“Are we now going to look for this Jade Moon Spring?” Qiqi stretched her neck, looking toward Imperial Tutor An.

Imperial Tutor An pouted, “Let’s go back to the snow mountain for some wine.”

“You old fox, tricking people into finding the Jade Moon Spring for you again. Aren’t you afraid you’ll lose the girl’s divine artifacts?” Daoist Wind Xuan glanced at Imperial Tutor An, unable to suppress a smile.

“We’ll see when they find it.”

“Hahaha, you…”

Having so easily deceived those tribal chiefs, the group felt relieved and headed toward the snow mountain.

After walking for a while, they reached the foot of the snow mountain.

Just as they were about to ascend, someone exclaimed, “The spectacle of the Seven Stars Alignment has appeared again!”

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin’s heart inexplicably sank. Looking up, she saw that the seven stars were again blood red.

Recalling Jiang Qingxue’s mention of an ill omen, Mu Yunjin bit her lip, a foreboding feeling passing through her heart.

“Let’s go up the mountain first!” Daoist Wind Xuan’s expression wasn’t good either as he addressed those beside him.

Everyone nodded and headed toward the path up the mountain.

Mu Yunjin had just taken a couple of steps when a bewitching, ghostly voice came from behind—

“Huan’er.”

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Mu Yunjin’s clear eyes instantly frosted over, and the pressure around her entire body dropped, making people shiver despite themselves.

“It’s this woman. Who is she calling?” Qiqi turned around and, seeing Lengyuan standing behind them, frowned, remembering how this woman had appeared out of nowhere when they first came to the Divine Continent, wearing Qin Muyue’s clothes.

“Huan’er, the night is beautiful. Why not come sit with your sister for a while?” Lengyuan smiled at Mu Yunjin. If not for the deep darkness in her eyes, she would have looked completely harmless.

Another call of “Huan’er” made Qiqi and the others realize that this woman was looking at Mu Yunjin.

She was talking to Mu Yunjin?

“Girl, do you know her?” Daoist Wind Xuan turned to ask, and as he looked, he noticed Mu Yunjin’s tightly pressed lips, with killing intent already seeping from her body.

Mu Yunjin knew that Lengyuan’s appearance at this time was purposeful, and she had to be extremely cautious to avoid falling into her trap.

However, no matter how much she warned herself, whenever she saw Lengyuan, past events kept flashing before her eyes, and the anger in her heart could not be suppressed.

“Hmm? Why doesn’t Huan’er speak?” Lengyuan asked again, displaying patience.

Mu Yunjin coldly raised an eyebrow, “Stop calling me ‘Huan’er.’ Who here is Huan’er? In this life, my name is Mu Yunjin.”

Mu Yunjin deliberately emphasized the words “this life.”

Lengyuan could not miss Mu Yunjin’s sarcasm about her inability to properly reincarnate, with her true self only able to exist within the Divine Continent. In an instant, her expression darkened, and without another word, she struck at Mu Yunjin with a fierce palm strike.

Mu Yunjin had been prepared and evaded the palm strike, chuckling lightly, “Embarrassed to anger?”

Lengyuan snorted and took out a half-moon-shaped jade pendant, “Fu Huan, have you seen this before?”

When her gaze touched the pendant, Mu Yunjin’s expression remained calm, not revealing too much emotion.

“The other half of this pendant is with Si Qing. Do you know what this pendant is called?” Lengyuan asked again.

Mu Yunjin remained silent.

Lengyuan slowly uttered two words, “Eclipse.”

Hearing these two words, Mu Yunjin unconsciously tightened her fingers, a chill surging through her heart.

Eclipse…

The divine artifact that could alter celestial phenomena.

If the other half was in Chu Li’s hands, then Chu Li now…

“Sigh, I don’t know if Si Qing is alive or dead, or if he will die just like back then…”

Before Lengyuan could finish, Mu Yunjin’s cold expression deepened, her eyes tightened, and killing intent poured forth. She could no longer endure!

“If someone has to die, you’ll die first!” With these words, Mu Yunjin flew forward, her fingertips condensing countless ice needles that shot toward Lengyuan.

Lengyuan sneered, “Fu Huan, you will never be my match!”

With that, the two figures clashed in battle.

Both were using mystical arts with strange techniques, striking so quickly that for the time being, neither gained the upper hand.

Jiang Qingxue had run down from the mountain by now, and seeing Mu Yunjin engaged in fierce combat, frowned deeply, “What’s happening with Yunjin?”

“That purple-clad woman seems to be an old acquaintance of Master, but their relationship doesn’t appear to be good,” Qiqi replied.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingxue scrutinized Lengyuan, observing her peculiar movements and unorthodox attack patterns, recognizing her as a formidable character.

After watching a bit longer, she suddenly sensed two streams of spiritual power coming from before her, and her heart trembled.

This purple-clad woman also possessed spiritual power?

Who exactly was she?

“This woman is no small figure. If that girl Yunjin continues to fight, I’m afraid she’ll gradually be at a disadvantage,” Daoist Wind Xuan frowned, watching the scene before him.

“Why does this woman call the Ning Princess Consort ‘Huan’er’? Is that the Ning Princess Consort’s childhood name?” Yun Shuangleng asked, puzzled.

Jiang Qingxue was startled. Huan’er?

Mu Yunjin felt her strength gradually dissipating. The battle remained undecided, but if it continued, her energy would certainly be depleted.

Lengyuan narrowed her eyes at Mu Yunjin and was about to speak when a green light came from one side, which she instinctively dodged.

Their fight temporarily ceased.

Lengyuan, seeing her plans interrupted, looked at Jiang Qingxue, who had sent the green light with eyes that seemed poisoned, “Seeking death!”

With those words, a flying dagger shot toward Jiang Qingxue.

“Ding—” Imperial Tutor An, quick-handed, deflected the flying dagger.

Daoist Wind Xuan was also growing impatient. He had intended to suggest that everyone join forces to finish off this woman, but just as he opened his mouth and reached out, something suddenly fell from his sleeve, hitting the ground and shattering into pieces.

“What’s that?” At first, Daoist Wind Xuan couldn’t see clearly in the night, but when he bent down and looked closely at the object on the ground, his heart was shocked.

It was the pendant he had given to Murong.

Since the day Murong had left the pendant behind, he had carried it with him.

This pendant had been intact for decades, how could it suddenly fall out and break now…

Could it be…

Had something happened to Murong?

At this thought, Daoist Wind Xuan could no longer remain calm.

“What’s wrong?” Imperial Tutor An sensed something unusual and spoke softly.

Daoist Wind Xuan gripped the shattered pendant, his expression darkening, “There might be serious trouble at Ping Feng Cliff…”

Though Daoist Wind Xuan’s voice wasn’t loud, Mu Yunjin heard every word.

There had been no news from Ping Feng Cliff until now, and with the half-moon jade pendant that could alter celestial phenomena—along with Chu Li’s Eagle Eye condition no longer being a secret—he was likely struggling in darkness right now…

“Girl, I’m worried. I need to go to Ping Feng Cliff.”

In her contemplation, Mu Yunjin heard Daoist Wind Xuan’s secret communication.

This secret message was also transmitted to Imperial Tutor An and the others. Everyone present except Lengyuan heard it.

Imperial Tutor An gave Daoist Wind Xuan a reassuring look and replied with secret communication, “Go without worry. I’ll hold down the fort here.”

“Senior Wind Xuan, I’ll go with you. After entering Wind Moon Cliff, I’ll take you through the formless space,” Hua Ying spoke up.

Daoist Wind Xuan looked at Hua Ying and nodded slightly in agreement.

The two left immediately.

On Lengyuan’s face appeared an inscrutable smile.

She raised her eyes to look at the Seven Stars Alignment in the sky, and suddenly let out a mad, wild laugh—

“Fu Huan, do you know what is more painful in this world than death?”