Gu Yang carried the unconscious Luo Shenyao in his arms, taking Zhao Yuelian and Su Wanyin with him as they quietly left the underground palace of Holy Heaven City.
He avoided several secret passages where Yun Zhiwei might have set up an ambush, choosing instead a long-abandoned poisonous subterranean river that not even rogue cultivators would dare tread. Following this route, they sneaked all the way back to the lower district of Holy Heaven City.
The entire process alarmed no one; it was clean and efficient.
Upon leaving the city, Gu Yang did not summon his flying boat.
The commotion in the underground palace of Holy Heaven City was too great. Flying a boat into the sky at this time would be like lighting a beacon in the dark night, purely asking for trouble.
Leading the three women, he navigated the chaotic slums on the outskirts of the lower district, taking numerous twists and turns. Finally, he rented an extremely ordinary low-tier spirit beast carriage and blended into a caravan of rogue cultivators leaving the city to purchase supplies, successfully exiting the sphere of influence of Holy Heaven City.
Inside the carriage, the space was cramped.
Gu Yang sat cross-legged at the very back, his deep black eyes slightly closed as he sorted out the spiritual power that had just surged within his body.
Luo Shenyao remained unconscious, placed on a soft cushion beside him. The oversized gray dharma robe wrapped around her, but it could not conceal the extremely pure Flower Goddess aura that had just awakened.
Su Wanyin and Zhao Yuelian sat extremely stiffly on the other side of the carriage.
This master and disciple pair from the demonic sect did not even dare to breathe loudly at this moment.
The way they looked at Gu Yang had completely changed from their previous awe to a die-hard devotion, ready to entrust their lives entirely to him.
"Young Master..."
Su Wanyin finally could not hold back and spoke in a lowered voice.
Her moist, peach-blossom-like eyes revealed a trace of extremely hidden anticipation and reluctance to part.
"Where are we going... next?"
Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes.
"First, we return to the Hehuan Sect."
His voice lacked any ripples, as if he were speaking of an extremely trivial matter.
"To settle the two of you."
Su Wanyin's heart sank heavily, and the color in her face instantly faded by half.
"Settle?"
She bit her lower lip hard, her crimson dress trembling slightly with the bumps of the spirit beast carriage.
"Young Master... do you not want Wanyin anymore?"
Su Wanyin's eyes reddened, and she half-knelt directly in the narrow carriage.
"Wanyin knows her cultivation is low, only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and that she is a burden by the Young Master's side. But Wanyin can learn! Wanyin can serve you tea and pour water, and can do any shady work for the Young Master!"
She tilted her head up, her enchanting and beautiful face full of stubbornness and pleading.
"I beg the Young Master not to drive Wanyin away..."
For this demonic sect saintess, in this man-eating cultivation world, Gu Yang's cold protection was the only light she could grasp.
Making her return to that deceitful Hehuan Sect—that kind of fall would be worse than killing her.
Gu Yang looked at her coldly.
"You are now the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect. Take care of your own matters first."
Su Wanyin froze.
She looked into Gu Yang's unfathomable black eyes, her mind frantically chewing over the deeper meaning of this sentence.
"The Young Master means..."
Su Wanyin's breathing instantly became rapid.
"He is not driving me away, but pointing out a path for me! He wants me to go back, take advantage of the Hehuan Sect being leaderless, completely take control of it, and become his secret vassal!"
A tremendous fervor of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility instantly washed away the disappointment in her heart.
"Wanyin understands!"
Su Wanyin trembled with excitement.
"Wanyin will definitely not fail her mission! When Wanyin completely purges the Hehuan Sect, she will definitely offer the entire sect as a dowry to the Young Master with both hands!"
Gu Yang did not speak; he could not be bothered to argue with this woman who loved to overthink things.
He turned his head, his gaze falling on Luo Shenyao lying on the soft cushion.
"As for her."
Gu Yang's gaze was as cold as ice.
"The sudden death of the Heavenly Yin Valley's patriarch and the karma of the ancient Flower Goddess appearing in the world simply cannot be hidden. The moment she shows her face, the old monsters of both the righteous and demonic paths will pounce over like mad dogs smelling blood."
"Although she has reached the early stage of the Golden Core realm, her temperament is lacking. Take her back to the Hehuan Sect with you."
"Although the Hehuan Sect is a demonic sect, it is the perfect place to hide in plain sight. Use the Hehuan Sect's secret arts to conceal the vitality of vegetation on her body, and tell outsiders that she is a high-level human cauldron you newly acquired."
Gu Yang looked at Su Wanyin, his tone carrying an unquestionable command.
"Do not let her die."
Su Wanyin glanced at the unconscious Luo Shenyao.
"Rest assured, Young Master. Wanyin is best at disciplining this kind of self-righteous white lotus of the righteous path."
Zhao Yuelian, who had been sitting silently on the side.
Hearing Gu Yang's arrangements, her cold white jade-like legs wrapped in fox fur squeezed together uncontrollably.
Wanyin and that ancient Flower Goddess were both being left at the Hehuan Sect.
What about her?
Zhao Yuelian's breathing became extremely rapid, and a flush of panic appeared on her cold white cheeks.
"Young Master... what about me?"
Zhao Yuelian tilted her stunning, mature face up, her autumn-water eyes carrying a trace of pleading.
"Although the Thousand Threads Soul Entanglement Syndrome in Yuelian's body is suppressed by the Young Master's power of fortune, the root has not been eradicated..."
"Yuelian has now recovered to the peak of the Core Formation stage and will absolutely not be a burden to the Young Master..."
In truth, her Thousand Threads Soul Entanglement Syndrome had been completely incinerated by the Great Sun True Fire the moment that Fortune Spirit Seed entered her body earlier.
Gu Yang looked down at her from above.
He naturally knew her illness was already cured.
But he knew even better that he still needed the Nine Yin Fortune Dao Seed within her body, as well as the reward of 100 talent points.
"You."
Gu Yang's voice was extremely cold.
"Will return to the Luoyun Sect with me."
Just these few words.
Falling into Zhao Yuelian's ears, they were as deafening as the immortal sounds of the nine heavens!
"The Luoyun Sect?!"
Zhao Yuelian's eyes instantly widened. Ecstasy, shock, and a sense of extreme shyness instantly drowned her rationality.
The Young Master actually wanted to take her back to his sect?!
Take a demonic sect elder back to an orthodox sect?!
What did this mean?
It meant that the Young Master had completely regarded her as one of his own, even willing to risk exposure to keep her tied to his side!
"Thank you for your grace, Young Master!"
Gu Yang turned to look at Su Wanyin, his voice neither happy nor angry.
"However, before leaving, I have a gift for you."
After speaking, Gu Yang activated the Small Five Elements Illusion Array.
He pulled Su Wanyin into his embrace with one arm.
"Ah!"
"Young Master, don't... Master and Shenyao are still right beside us..."
...
A trace of dark golden faint light was struck into the deepest part of Su Wanyin's dantian with extreme dominance!
The Fortune Intertwining Seed was planted!
At the moment the Spirit Seed entered her body.
A massive and pure vitality of vegetation mixed with the cleansing power of the Great Sun True Fire frantically washed through her limbs and bones like a tsunami.
All the hidden injuries she had previously sustained, as well as the insidious poison accumulated deep in her meridians from practicing demonic arts.
Were instantly incinerated and completely healed within this short half-breath!
The intense stimulation of extreme yang energy made the spiritual power in her body completely boil over, forcibly raising her combat power by a minor realm in a short period of time.
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