After making sure that she no longer appeared unusual, Mu Yunjin emerged from behind the rock and slowly walked toward Chu Li.

With each step, Mu Yunjin felt her feet grow heavier, her mind still flashing with images of Daoist Feng Xuan’s face.

Mu Yunjin clenched her fingers tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, using the pain to numb herself and maintain her composure.

After walking a few steps, Chu Li’s group had already spotted Mu Yunjin approaching slowly. In the dim, hazy night illuminated only by moonlight, he could only see a figure gradually coming closer.

Chu Li watched Mu Yunjin’s figure without blinking until she reached his side, smiling with crescent eyes as she looked at him. “Finally found you! The journey here nearly killed me with exhaustion!”

Mu Yunjin spoke in a light tone, then sat down beside Chu Li, wrapping her arms around his and resting her head on his shoulder.

There was absolutely nothing unusual about her behavior.

Chu Li wrapped his arm around Mu Yunjin, pulling her closer to his embrace. Only when holding her did his heart finally relax.

In this Tiansheng Continent, whenever he couldn’t see her, he would constantly worry that something might have happened to her…

…

Now seeing that she was safe and sound, he was truly relieved.

“Chu Li, you’re not injured, are you?” Mu Yunjin turned to look at him.

Chu Li shook his head, his lips curving slightly upward. “No injuries.”

“That’s good, otherwise I definitely wouldn’t let that old man off…” Mu Yunjin spoke indignantly.

Mentioning Feng Cang, Mu Yunjin’s eyes turned serious. She freed herself from Chu Li’s embrace, stood up in front of him, and said solemnly, “Who would have thought that old man is my mother’s father—my grandfather!”

“What? Your grandfather?” Imperial Physician An exclaimed in surprise, having never considered Feng Cang in this context.

Hearing this news, Chu Li instinctively furrowed his brows. Although Mu Yunjin had previously told him about the relationship between Jiang Qingxue and Murong Rusu, when he had met Feng Cang earlier, he had completely forgotten the connection between Feng Cang and Mu Yunjin.

“Yes, my mother just had a tearful reunion with him,” Mu Yunjin said softly.

“I was just worrying about how to deal with that old monster Feng Cang. Who would have thought that not only do we not need to confront him, but he’s even become our ally?” Imperial Physician An felt immensely relieved.

Hua Ying, listening from the side, opened her mouth slightly. “Master, it’s already past midnight. Should we go find Lengyuan first, or Chu Qing?”

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin frowned, turned to look at Chu Li and Imperial Physician An, and briefly explained the situation with Chu Qing and the Divine Token, though she omitted the part about being poisoned.

“Chu Qing took quite an advantage there—we underestimated him,” Imperial Physician An remarked.

“Lengyuan is a threat we cannot ignore. Since someone has already gone to track Chu Qing, we should take this opportunity to deal with Lengyuan first,” Chu Li’s eyes darkened. For him, he couldn’t allow this woman to disrupt his relationship with Mu Yunjin again.

“Alright, let’s go find Lengyuan,” Mu Yunjin agreed with Chu Li’s suggestion.

Just as she finished speaking, Mu Yunjin felt someone tugging at the back of her clothes. She turned around to see Hua Ying looking at her with concern.

Mu Yunjin’s mouth twitched—she had almost forgotten that her acupoints had been sealed and her powers suppressed. Going after Lengyuan now would only make her a burden.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yunjin shifted her gaze to Chu Li, looking him up and down with a gleam in her eyes as several small thoughts rose in her mind…

Chu Li was right here, so couldn’t he help remove the poison in her body…?

But in the current situation, doing such things seemed a bit strange…

When Chu Li turned around, he saw Mu Yunjin rolling her eyes as if plotting something “mischievous.”

Hua Ying quickly pulled Mu Yunjin back a few steps and whispered to her, “Master, while there’s still time, why not ask Prince Ning to help you neutralize the poison? Without your powers, you’ll be at others’ mercy in what comes next…”

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin’s face suddenly flushed red.

Before she could agree, Hua Ying had already decided for her, quickly walking to Chu Li’s side and whispering a few words to him.

Chu Li’s expression also instantly became somewhat peculiar.

After finishing, Hua Ying pulled Huang Yan and Imperial Physician An away, leaving only Mu Yunjin and Chu Li in the clearing.

Chu Li slowly walked up to Mu Yunjin. Looking at her now, he couldn’t help but allow a teasing smile to spread across his face. Though he should be concerned about her poisoning, he somehow found the situation amusing.

Mu Yunjin, usually so shameless, was now feeling embarrassed. She punched Chu Li lightly and mumbled, “How annoying.”

Chu Li reached out and quickly unsealed the acupoints on Mu Yunjin’s body.

After the acupoints in her body were unsealed, the suppressed poison in Mu Yunjin’s body suddenly erupted all at once. Waves of heat surged through her, more intense than when she was first poisoned.

Unable to control it, Mu Yunjin began bleeding from her nose again.

Her vision became increasingly blurry. When Chu Li’s hand reached out to wipe away the blood, the cool touch made Mu Yunjin immediately grab his hand.

When Mu Yunjin grabbed Chu Li’s hand, he realized her body was burning hot, and her eyes had become unfocused and empty, almost as if she had lost all rationality.

“Damn it…” Chu Li frowned, picking Mu Yunjin up by the waist and carrying her to a corner crevice in the mountain.

Under the moonlight, Mu Yunjin clung tightly to Chu Li’s body, desperately trying to hold onto this “block of ice.” Her lower lip was bloodied from her biting, her eyes seductive like silk—she looked utterly enchanting at this moment.

Chu Li’s eyes reddened as he bent down and kissed Mu Yunjin’s lips…

…

“Sigh, it’s been an hour already. Why haven’t His Highness and the Princess appeared yet?” Huang Yan and the others sat on a rock, counting the time on their fingers.

Imperial Physician An was dozing off while sitting against a rock. Hearing this, he lifted his eyelids. “What’s the rush? An hour more or less won’t make a difference.”

“True, but still…” Huang Yan didn’t know what else to say and just sighed again.

Hua Ying sat silently to the side, listening without speaking. Perhaps it was the night breeze or her healing wound itching, but Hua Ying kept touching her neck, seemingly growing more uncomfortable each time.

Huang Yan’s peripheral vision remained fixed on Hua Ying. Seeing her brow furrow deeper and her hand touching her neck more frequently, his heart sank.

Earlier, Dark Spirit energy had inadvertently been activated within his body, and his entire mind had been controlled by the Black Robe and Shen Wanning. Although Chu Li had taken him to Pingfeng Cliff, Elder Murong couldn’t completely remove the Dark Spirit energy from his body.

It wasn’t until the Black Robe and Shen Wanning died that he felt the Dark Spirit energy completely disappear from his body.

At the same time, he gradually remembered the things he had done while his mind was under control.

He could hardly believe that while under control, he had actually cut Hua Ying’s neck with a sword, and so deeply…

Although Hua Ying didn’t blame him, saying he had acted unintentionally, every time he saw the wound, he couldn’t forgive himself.

He claimed to like her, yet his actions had hurt her. How could he still have the right to tell her he liked her?

“Hiss…” Scratching at her wound in frustration, Hua Ying accidentally tore it a little, drawing in a sharp breath of pain.

Huang Yan quickly turned around. Seeing a small area on her neck bleeding, he frowned, got up, and approached Hua Ying.

“The scab forming means it’s healing. Don’t scratch it anymore—the more you scratch, the more uncomfortable it gets.” Huang Yan bent down, moved close to Hua Ying’s neck, and gently blew on her wound.

Hua Ying felt a ticklish breeze on her neck, but the previous discomfort disappeared. From the corner of her eye, she saw Huang Yan blowing on her wound.

“Luckily, you only tore a small part, otherwise, it would be a big problem.” Huang Yan took out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood from Hua Ying’s neck.

Afterward, he straightened up and looked at Hua Ying.

Hua Ying happened to be looking at Huang Yan as well. Their eyes met, creating an undercurrent in the air between them.

In the end, it was Huang Yan who uncomfortably averted his gaze first, turning his face away and speaking to the empty air beside him, “Why isn’t His Highness back yet?!”

Hua Ying clenched her fingers and slightly curved her lips.

Imperial Physician An had been observing the two, and seeing Huang Yan and Hua Ying’s awkward behavior, he couldn’t help but smile to himself.

Youth was indeed wonderful…

But why did Huang Yan seem to have become more withdrawn?

“Huang Yan,” Imperial Physician An called out.

Huang Yan turned around, looked at Imperial Physician An, and waited for him to continue.

“There’s something I forgot to tell you,” Imperial Physician An said.

“Hmm? What is it?” Huang Yan asked.

Imperial Physician An smiled, stood up, and walked slowly to Huang Yan’s side, pretending to chat casually. “Before you arrived at the Tiansheng Continent, when we were at Pingfeng Cliff, those of us who came first encountered a group of tribal chiefs from beyond the border. To avoid conflict, we made a bet with them.”

“What bet?” Huang Yan raised an eyebrow, showing interest.

“I asked them to find the whereabouts of the Biyue Spring. If they found it, we would gift them a divine artifact,” Imperial Physician An explained leisurely.

After hearing the words “Biyue Spring,” Huang Yan’s eyes tightened, and he excitedly grabbed Imperial Physician An’s arm. “What was the result? Did they find it?”

Imperial Physician An pouted and shrugged. “We haven’t seen any trace of these people. I don’t know if they’ve run off.”

“Run off?” Huang Yan frowned, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him. He remembered that when he went to find Mu Yunjin at dusk, there was a group of people fighting on Chu Qing’s side, and among them seemed to be people from the tribes.

That’s right!

One of the big guys was even wielding a phoenix-tail whip!

Wasn’t the phoenix-tail whip a divine artifact? If so, did those people find the Biyue Spring?

No, no, he had to find those people. If they found the Biyue Spring, forget divine artifacts—he, Huang Yan, would give them his entire fortune!

Hua Ying sat nearby, and although her expression wasn’t as excited as Huang Yan’s, her thoughts had gone in the same direction.

If those tribal chiefs had truly found the Biyue Spring, could she finally free herself from her beast spirit form?

However, before releasing her beast spirit form, there were some things she needed to be certain about…