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    She subconsciously gathered her clothes, a flicker of unspoken embarrassment crossing her brow.

    These days, she’d been inseparable from David, the indulgence she’d experienced when love was at its peak now transforming into a subtle tingling and swelling in her waist, a reminder ofst night’s tenderness and madness. Chen

    Ping had already noticed something was wrong with her. His fingertips gently brushed the strands of hair across her forehead, his voice so gentle it could have dripped with water: “I’ll return immediately after I’ve dealt with the ck Wind Mountains.”

    “Rest assured, rest here, and don’t let your imagination run wild. I’ll help you clear that blockage when I return.”

    Before he finished speaking, two blushes had already risen on Ling Xue’s cheeks, and even her ears were stained with the color of rouge.

    She knew her cultivation was still shallow, and that following would only be a burden. She forced a reluctance and nodded, her eyes slightly reddened, her voice choked with sobs, “You… must return safely.”

    “Don’t worry.” David smiled and rubbed the top of her head. As he turned, the tenderness in his eyes instantly turned to a sharp, stern edge.

    Hu Mazi had been waiting outside the courtyard. Seeing David emerge, he grinned, “Let’s go. If we’re anyter, those old ghosts in the Evil Dao Hall might have a few more breaths to breathe.”

    The two exchanged a nce, their spiritual energy suddenly erupting. Unleashing their aerobatics to the fullest extent, their figures transformed into two streams of light, soaring into the sky and hurtling towards the ck Wind Mountains at the border of the Fifth Heaven.

    Ling Xue stood in the corridor, watching their retreating figures. She raised her hand to her still-burning cheek, silently repeating the word “safe” to herself until the two figures vanished into the horizon.

    The ck Wind Mountains, nestled in a deste region at the far edge of the Fifth Heaven, are shrouded year-round in a dark green miasma. Demonic beasts roam the depths, forcing even cultivators of considerable skill to dodge.

    David and Hu Mazi raced at lightning speed, pushing their aerial techniques to the limit. The wind whistled in their ears, and the towns and forests below rapidly receded. In just three days, they reached the outskirts of the ck Wind Mountains. .Before they even entered the mountain

    range, an overwhelming, indissoluble stench of blood assaulted them, blending with the stench of rotting flesh and the stench of vegetation, creating a nauseating aroma.

    A faint gray-ck mist hung in the air, imbued with wisps of cold, sinister aura, the distinct aura of the Evil Dao Hall’s monks.

    Hu Mazi frowned, his hands swiftly forming a cleansing gesture. A pale golden talisman materialized in his palms, instantly transforming into a shield of light that enveloped them both, sealing out any intrusive evil energy.

    “Goodness! This ce is far more sinister than thest time we were here.” He smacked his lips, a solemn look in his eyes. “It seems You Wuxie has been making a lot of noise here. I’m afraid he’s really done something.”

    David’s eyes darkened, and as if sensing it, his right hand moved slightly. The Dragon ying Sword at his waist emitted a clear humming sound, then unsheathed itself and hovered at his side.

    A faint golden glow swirled around the sword, as if a golden dragon was swirling within it. “The more so, the more it proves they’re guilty,”

    he said in a calm voice, yet it held undeniable authority. “Master Hu, let’s split up and explore. You go to the valley on the left, and I’ll head to the dense forest on the right. We’ll meet here in half an hour.”

    “Alright,”

    Hu Mazi replied, his figure shing. Three yellow talismans appeared in his hands, intricately painted with cinnabar runes, emitting a faint spiritual light.

    He tossed the talismans into the air, muttering something, and they instantly transformed into three streams of yellow light, trailing long mes as they rushed into the miasma-filled mountains. Hu Mazi followed closely behind, his figure quickly disappearing into the dense fog.

    David took a deep breath, and the power of the dragon in his body quietly began to circte. Golden scales began to spread from his wrists and soon covered his arms. A faint golden halo surrounded his body, forcing the surrounding miasma back three feet.