249: Last wishes

"After running this far, that madwoman Yu Xiyan shouldn't be able to detect our traces for now, right?"

"There's an Immortal Cave ahead; let's rest there first."

"Okay."

Song Yanran and Mu Qiuyuan left the Liuli Holy Land and traveled westward for over ten thousand miles, arriving at a desolate mountain.

After confirming their temporary safety, they decided to find a place to treat their injuries.

At this moment, inside the Immortal Cave ahead, two Evil Path Cultivators had just performed a harvesting technique on a female Cultivator, draining her dry. They were now diligently fusing the essence they had just obtained.

The two adjusted their breathing for a while, then simultaneously opened their eyes.

Looking at the female Cultivator in the corner of the stone wall, who was already lifeless and barely clothed, the leading Evil Path Cultivator shook his head in disdain.

"The current cultivation world is truly in decline. These female Disciples, who claim to be from prestigious Righteous Path sects, are not only low in cultivation, but also so impure. Of all the female Cultivators we've captured these past few days, not a single one was a virgin. If this continues, when will we brothers be able to Breakthrough to the Void Refining Realm? It's truly a distant dream."

The other Evil Path Cultivator also looked troubled upon hearing this: "Big Brother, this is already good. At least the absorbed essence is pure Xuanmen power. Although the spiritual energy is a bit less, even a small mosquito is still meat, isn't it?"

"No, we can't continue to be so decadent. Constantly hiding like this is not a long-term solution. We must find an excellent Cauldron to greatly enhance our cultivation, otherwise, even if we hide for a few more centuries, we still won't be able to escape the pursuit of those who call themselves the Righteous Path."

"Big Brother, it's really annoying to think about. Why is our method of 'harvesting yin to supplement yang' considered a crooked and evil Dao, while those Xuanmen seniors doing the same thing are called Dual Cultivation? This is too unfair."

"Hehe, you just found out? In the end, it's those Righteous Path people who are hypocritical. If they say we are Evil Path Cultivators, then we can only be Evil Path Cultivators. Unless we have enough strength to trample them underfoot, we'll never get ahead in life."

"Hmph, one day, I will expose the true faces of these hypocrites and refine all the Fairies and beauties into Cauldrons."

"Don't worry, as long as you and I, brothers, work hard, that day will surely come."

The two brothers began to envision a beautiful future, but just then, a rustling sound echoed from outside the Immortal Cave.

"Who's there!"

The two immediately stood up, assuming a vigilant stance.

The next moment, Mu Qiuyuan and Song Yanran entered the Immortal Cave one after another.

Upon seeing the two women, the two Evil Path Cultivators' eyes immediately widened.

"Big Brother, is this our good fortune? I've traveled north and south for nearly a thousand years, and this is the first time I've seen such beauties."

"Hehe, brother, this must be the heavens hearing our pleas, specially sending two exquisite Cauldrons to comfort us brothers."

Just as the two were shamelessly speaking vulgarities, Mu Qiuyuan directly spoke: "You two, this Immortal Cave now belongs to us. You two should find another place to settle."

Upon hearing this, the older Evil Path Cultivator immediately laughed: "We can give you the Immortal Cave, as long as you two are willing to be my brother's Cauldrons, how about it?"

"Cauldrons? Hahahaha..."

Mu Qiuyuan immediately laughed brightly upon hearing this.

"Sister Song, did you hear that? These two fellows actually want us to be Cauldrons? The last time I heard such a joke was the last time, I didn't expect that even in this realm, someone would dare to fantasize like this."

Song Yanran said expressionlessly: "Deal with them quickly, don't waste any more time."

"Okay."

As soon as Mu Qiuyuan finished speaking, she directly raised her hand and swept it.

The two Evil Path Cultivators didn't even have time to react, their bodies instantly spinning out of control at high speed.

In less than ten breaths, the remaining bodies of the two Evil Path Cultivators were weathered away, leaving only skeletons that swayed in place for a moment before collapsing and shattering into a pile.

"I always feel like I'm the villain, I wonder if it's just an illusion."

Mu Qiuyuan smiled slightly, then with another raise of her hand, Shen Lian's figure floated directly onto a stone platform not far ahead.

Song Yanran took a step closer, glanced at Shen Lian, and shook her head: "He was struck by Yu Xiyan's Extreme Ice Intent, plus his own forced absorption of external power caused damage to his dantian sea. In such a situation, he hasn't exploded, which means this Shen Lian is not comparable to ordinary Cultivators."

Mu Qiuyuan: "Then can he still be saved? If not, let's just find a place to bury him. My debt of gratitude to him will be cleared then."

Song Yanran did not answer, but with a flash of her fingertip, a spiritual thread had already landed on his pulse.

A moment later, Song Yanran revealed a strange expression.

Seeing this, Mu Qiuyuan quickly asked: "Sister Song, what's wrong? Why do you look so bad? If he really can't be saved, then don't bother."

Song Yanran shook her head: "His condition is very peculiar. His five internal organs and six viscera, along with his seven meridians and eight collaterals, are all shattered due to backlash, yet his mind is stabilized by a strange power."

Mu Qiuyuan: "So, that means he can still be saved?"

Song Yanran: "I'm not sure. At least for now, his consciousness is clear, but his body has endured beyond its limit, so he cannot wake up."

Mu Qiuyuan took a deep breath: "Then how do we save him?"

"I don't know. Right now, we are unfamiliar with this place, and we are also injured, so it's not suitable to show ourselves for the time being, lest Yu Xiyan discovers us again."

"I see this place is remote, and Yu Xiyan probably won't find us so quickly. Why don't we settle down here temporarily and make a decision after our injuries recover?"

Song Yanran thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, after our injuries recover, we'll go find Sister Bai. I hope her Foundation can still retain some, which would make it easier to suppress Yu Xiyan."

Just then, Shen Lian moved.

He slowly raised his blood-stained palm.

"Kid, do you have something to tell us?"

Mu Qiuyuan rushed forward and asked.

"Luo... Yan..."

Shen Lian's voice was as faint as a wisp of smoke; neither Mu Qiuyuan nor Song Yanran heard it clearly.

Mu Qiuyuan urged: "Kid, who are you calling? If you really can't speak, then write it down."

Shen Lian slowly lowered his arm, and with his right index finger, he wrote the three characters "Su Luoyan" on the side of the stone platform where he lay flat, then completely fell silent.

"Su Luoyan? Where is she? Kid, speak up, don't cause us trouble. I'm telling you, I'm already taken. I can't take care of you behind my Zhaozhao's back. Quickly tell us where Su Luoyan is, hey, did you hear me!"

Song Yanran raised her hand to stop Mu Qiuyuan: "Alright, don't move him anymore, he's already passed out."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Don't worry about anything, let's recover from our injuries first."

After speaking, she sat down by the Immortal Cave, crossed her jade legs, and began to circulate her Zhou Tian achievement to slowly recover from her injuries.

Seeing that Shen Lian showed no signs of waking up anytime soon, Mu Qiuyuan also sat beside Song Yanran and began to recover from her injuries.

At this moment, no one noticed a tear slowly falling from the corner of Shen Lian's tightly closed eyes.