293: We've already established a master-disciple relationship, so what other kind of relationship could there be!

"What is this?"

"Third Sister, this is perfect for you. It's not a pill bottle for holding Medicinal Pills, but an ancient Magical Artifact called the [Soul-Suppressing Bottle] that can clear the mind and cleanse the Soul."

"Soul-Suppressing Bottle?"

"Mhm."

Nangong Pan nodded and immediately explained, "I've studied it carefully. Just placing this by your side while you Cultivate allows you to focus without distractions."

"I suspect that if you suspend this in your Sea of Consciousness during Alchemy, it could allow for more precise control over your alchemical techniques."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Nangong Yue's beautiful eyes. She reached out and held the Soul-Suppressing Bottle in her palm, but it didn't have the slightly cool touch of an ordinary pill bottle at all.

Instead, it gave her a warm and comfortable feeling. Just holding it in her palm made her Soul feel ethereal.

"Truly marvelous."

"Hehe, Third Sister, I was right, wasn't I?"

"Mhm."

Nangong Yue nodded slightly and said softly, "I suppose you have a bit of a conscience after all. I'll gladly accept this Soul-Suppressing Bottle."

"Hehe, actually... this Soul-Suppressing Bottle isn't a Magical Artifact I seized myself."

"Oh?"

"I met a friend in the Secret Realm, and he's the one who gave me this Soul-Suppressing Bottle."

Nangong Yue was slightly surprised. Although this Soul-Suppressing Bottle wasn't like a typical offensive Magical Artifact, its ability to clear the mind and cleanse the Soul made it one of the best among nascent soul magic tools.

Who would be so generous?

She then asked somewhat teasingly:

"Could it be some girl has taken a liking to you and gave it to you as a token of her affection?"

"How is that possible!"

Nangong Pan's face darkened. He thought to himself that his Third Sister was always trying to get some woman to tie him down; it was really annoying.

"Then who?"

"The friend who gave me the Soul-Suppressing Bottle is named Xiao Chen." As Nangong Pan spoke, his eyes remained fixed on her expression.

Sure enough, as soon as the name was mentioned, Nangong Yue's expression visibly froze, and her jade-like fingers trembled slightly.

"Haha, you two really do know each other."

Nangong Yue turned her head away, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly asked, "You didn't have any conflicts in the Secret Realm, did you?"

Nangong Pan's eyes darted around. He knew well that his Third Sister had a gentle and indifferent temperament. Although she asked about "you," she actually wanted news about Xiao Chen.

"You know me, I've always been a peacemaker. Naturally, I wouldn't have any conflicts with other Sects. As for him..."

"What about him?" Nangong Yue's expression was clearly a bit tense.

"He's truly a badass!"

"Vulgar!"

Nangong Yue rolled her eyes at him and said crossly, "Where did you learn such crude language? Speak properly!"

"Hehe..."

Nangong Pan scratched the back of his head sheepishly and said slowly, "He's truly a Divine Being. He's offended almost every major Sect, and now the entire Eastern Region is posting wanted posters for him."

"How could this happen?" In Nangong Yue's calm eyes, ripples suddenly appeared. Her jade-like fingers lost their color as she unconsciously clenched them tight.

"I'm not too clear on the reasons, but he seems to have some deep-seated hatred for the Baili Clan. He almost wiped out their entire younger generation."

"Sigh..."

Nangong Yue gave a soft sigh. From the moment she took Xiao Chen as her Disciple, she knew his character—he wouldn't take even the slightest loss.

Later, when Xiao Chen learned that Liang Haiwei and Baili Fei were about to hold a wedding, how could he choose to endure it?

Of course, she knew there was another reason. The Baili Clan had once launched a war to destroy the Qixia Sect; the two sides had long been locked in a fight to the death.

"Everyone who escaped from the Secret Realm should thank him."

"Why do you say that?"

So, Nangong Pan told her everything he had seen, heard, and felt in the Secret Realm.

"..."

After listening, Nangong Yue showed a look of deep shock and remained silent for a long time.

True Lord Yuntian—she had naturally heard this name, which once echoed throughout the Cangxuan Continent, in the memories of the Legacies passed down through generations.

However, what no one expected was that this legendary figure, who should have achieved Ascension to the Upper Realm ten thousand years ago, would actually be trapped in the Secret Realm.

"Third Sister, what's your relationship with Xiao Chen?" Nangong Pan's eyes rolled around, revealing a curious look.

"Master and Disciple."

"No wonder!"

Nangong Pan nodded to himself, then changed the subject and said mischievously, "Besides that, is there really no other relationship?"

"I said we're master and Disciple, what other relationship could there be?"

"Hehe..."

Nangong Pan whispered sneakily, "For example... Dao Companions?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Nangong Yue's eyebrows furrowed, and she glared directly at him.

For some reason, her heart felt inexplicably flustered. That audacious Disciple had already chased her all the way to the Eastern Region Continent!

Seeing that she seemed to be truly angry, Nangong Pan quickly tried to smooth things over, "Hehe, Third Sister, I was just joking. There's no need to take it seriously."

"If you would just put away those strange thoughts and focus on your Cultivation, you would have already reached the Nascent Soul Stage!"

"I know, I know."

...One day later.

Inside the System Space.

Xiao Chen lay quietly on Bai Su's long, jade-like legs, enjoying this rare moment of leisure, his large hand occasionally feeling their delicate smoothness.

At this time, his injuries had basically recovered, and his Soul power had also recovered by ninety percent.

"It's time to pay a visit to the Liang Clan," Xiao Chen muttered to himself.

"Master, it wouldn't be too late to go after your injuries are fully healed."

Bai Su stroked his handsome face, a gentle light shining on her charming visage.

"I can't wait. My heart is a bit uneasy; I feel like she's in some trouble."

"Alright then."

Xiao Chen stood up and gave her a deep kiss, then quickly exited the System Space and flew toward the territory of the Liang Clan.

He passed through dozens of cities along the way, and the intensity of the inspections was unprecedented.

However, with Xiao Chen's unfamiliar appearance and his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, he easily crossed after paying a few hundred Spirit Stones in transit fees.

After five days of long-distance travel, he successfully arrived at the outskirts of the Liang Clan's territory and waited for an opportunity to act.

At the same time, in the Clan Grand Hall of the Baili Clan, an Elder council was being held in full swing, completely unaware that their dragnet was as good as non-existent.

Clan Grand Hall.

Unlike every previous noisy scene, this Baili Clan Elder council had an exceptionally quiet atmosphere.

Clan Chief Baili Jiang sat at the head, his eyes hollow and numb. The dozen or so Nascent Soul Elders on either side were all silent.

Although the Baili Clan had earned a large amount of Spirit Stones from this Secret Realm treasure hunt, the elite Golden Core Stage Disciples of the clan were all lost.

Even the Clan Chief's grandson, Baili Hao, the Grand Elder's grandson, Baili Feng, and the Second Elder's grandson, Baili Mo, had all fallen.

It was an unprecedented catastrophe.

"Just what kind of villain is trying to sever the Foundation of my Baili Clan!" Baili Jiang slowly stood up and let out a long sigh toward the heavens.