121: Chapter 121 is likely to end badly.

As expected, the little phoenix took quite a liking to the name Leng Ningbing, curling up on Ye Xuan's palm one moment and circling above his head the next.

"Alright, you've eaten your fill and played enough; it's time for us to go." Ye Xuan reached up and beckoned, and with a "chirp," the little creature flew onto his shoulder and curled up.

Next, it was time to leave this valley. The large green mountain was surrounded by deceptive formations on the outside; it must have been the spirit herb field of the Divine Dragon Holy Sect in the past, specifically used for cultivating various spirit herbs.

As for that half-stalk of azure dragon undying herb, it was likely left behind by some powerful expert. As for the light profound power seed, to be honest, Ye Xuan found it quite strange.

However, now was not the time to ponder this; he would deal with it after getting out.

Perhaps because the little creature had suddenly drained quite a bit of spiritual energy from the Cangqiong Secret Realm, the terrifying gale winds here had weakened slightly, making it unnecessary to deliberately wrap himself in Mystic Power for protection.

"Hum, hum, hum—"

Finally, Ye Xuan walked out of the valley. It had taken about an hour to enter, but only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to get out.

"Senior Brother, you've finally come out."

Qingluan rushed ahead of Lin Qingzhu and threw herself into Ye Xuan's arms.

This scene made Lin Qingzhu's face darken, yet she still looked at Ye Xuan gently: "Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, I'm glad you're alright. There wasn't any danger inside, was there?"

"Chirp..."

"Wow, what a cute little bird! Senior Brother, did you find this inside?"

Without a second thought, Qingluan's crescent-moon eyes lit up, and she reached out to pick up the little creature to play with. Who knew that this little one was quite haughty; it immediately spread its wings and flew away, refusing to let her touch it.

"Hmph, Senior Brother, why won't it let me touch it?"

"Uh... well..." Ye Xuan felt a bit awkward and didn't know how to explain it well.

"Junior Martial Uncle Little Moon, you have to be a bit more gentle."

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhu deliberately took a spirit herb from her spirit ring to entice the little creature over.

Seeing that there was something tasty, the little creature circling above Ye Xuan's head immediately flew over and allowed Lin Qingzhu to play with it.

"Hmph, bad women always have so many bad ideas."

Qingluan was even angrier, her little pouty lips almost able to hang a water jug on them.

"Come here, Junior Martial Uncle Little Moon, I'll help you." Lin Qingzhu was very amused and didn't hold a grudge about the previous unpleasantness with Qingluan.

The little phoenix held in their hands didn't mind the two women petting it at all; instead, it ate the medicinal pill with even more gusto.

"Wow, so cute! Senior Brother, where did this little phoenix come from?"

"Its name is Leng Ningbing, and the little one is quite haughty," Ye Xuan chuckled.

"Ah? It even has a name? But no matter how I look at it, I can't tell that it's a female phoenix."

"That's right, Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, how did you discover that it's a female phoenix?"

The two women were very interested in this and looked at the little phoenix in their palms with curiosity, even wanting to flip it over to see what its underside was constructed like.

"Chirp—"

The little phoenix let out another dissatisfied chirp.

Just like that, the journey back was filled with a bit more laughter and joy.

...

On the other side, Long En, who was still suffering, also obtained a new opportunity: a Mystic Power technique called the "Mad God Art," which he had punched out in a fit of rage.

"What is this? 'Mad God Art'? This is truly great, a blessing in disguise!"

A few days ago, Long En had also learned a piece of news: that brat Yun Zhe had already left early, leaving only him behind in the Endless Purgatory.

This damn Endless Purgatory made it impossible to even cultivate. If this continued, how could he continue to challenge Ye Xuan?

Fortunately, today he had unexpectedly obtained a copy of the "Mad God Art" from beneath the prison floor, and it was unexpectedly very compatible with his Mad War Body. Based on Long En's judgment, the power of this Mystic Power technique was quite formidable, and its level was likely not below the Saint level.

With this Mystic Power technique, Long En was confident that he would have a chance to compete with Ye Xuan in the future.

The thirteenth level of the Endless Purgatory.

"Damn Master Shen Xi!"

Severely injured, Wang Xianzhi roared with a ferocious expression, his body devoid of any flesh. To ensure he wasn't killed by the Endless Purgatory, he could only keep refining spirit stones to resist this terrifying flame ash.

At this moment, Wang Xianzhi no longer had the high spirits of a Huangxuan Realm expert; all that remained was deep pain and hatred.

"Hum, hum, hum..."

The void shattered, and a withered hand reached in, instantly taking away the resentment-filled Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi was stunned at first, then overjoyed; he knew this was the Zhao family's ancestor coming to save him, but he dared not show it on the surface, only lowering his head to recount his sins.

"Ancestor, it's all my incompetence. I was imprisoned in the Endless Purgatory by Master Shen Xi, and now my foundation has been more than half destroyed. I'm afraid I will no longer be able to serve as Third Saint Son Zhao Long's protector in the future."

No matter what, as long as he admitted his fault, he would be fine.

Wang Xianzhi knelt on the ground. This was a hollow underground space, filled with countless white crystals, which seemed to be top-grade raw stones, constructing a massive formation.

In the center of the entire secret chamber lay a black coffin, and the old man had laid back down inside it.

"Wang Xianzhi, as a guest elder of my Zhao family, you have maintained my Zhao family for all these years; how could I bear to replace you? As for the issue of your damaged origin, I will help you solve it, so do not worry too much."

The old man used his withered palm to take out a medicinal pill that emitted a strange, peculiar fragrance.

"This is a Grade 6 Resurrection Pill. Its effect is no worse than the Huang-grade great medicine you took last time; in fact, it is even stronger and sufficient to restore your origin."

Hearing this, the anger in Wang Xianzhi's heart deepened. If he hadn't had more than half of his origin severed by Master Shen Xi this time, using this Grade 6 Resurrection Pill would have been enough to completely repair his origin and break through to the Saint realm.

Now, his beautiful dream was completely ruined.

"Ancestor, Xianzhi understands. But what about the undying herb map in Third Saint Son Zhao Long's hands? Can't we go and ask Master Shen Xi to return it?"

"Heh heh, let her hold onto it for now. When the time comes, this undying herb map will return sooner or later."

A cold laugh suddenly came from the pitch-black coffin: "You might not know this, but a few days ago, Master Shen Xi had a dispute with the Heavenly Thunder Sect of Lei Continent and actually killed their Holy Master on the spot, provoking several venerable ancestors to take action against her."

"Heh heh, you should know that one of the ancestors in Lei Continent has already reached the Supreme realm. I'm afraid Master Shen Xi is not having an easy time now; even if she isn't dead, she must have sustained heavy injuries."

"Then, Ancestor, wouldn't you be able to borrow the Emperor Weapon to completely eradicate that bitch Master Shen Xi? Let the Cangqiong Holy Land completely become the base camp for my Zhao family!"

Hearing this, Wang Xianzhi was overjoyed and hurriedly added, his desire surging: "Ancestor, I wonder if you could cripple her cultivation when the time comes? Xianzhi has heard that Master Shen Xi's beauty is like a dream, worthy of being called the number one in the world."