The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

After Yu Shikai finished talking about who to bring, Bai Luheng's eyes flashed with a sinister meaning.

"Master, the boy from Qianqiu Gate is in Wan Yao Sect, and with the situation that Yushan Gate is currently under siege, it might not be easy if we forcefully bring him here."

"Then just think of a way and don't let others know. I don't need me to explain this little thing to you, right?"

Bai Luheng noticed a hint. It seemed that the leader was not going to be merciful to the people of Qianqiu Clan.

That would be much easier to do.

Thinking of his younger brother whose body had not yet been found, Bai Luheng's eyes darkened, and murderous intent surged into his heart.

In the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, Ye Rumo was still trying his best to treat the wounded. Most of the people sent were from the Yushan Sect. Some of them were disemboweled by monsters, and some had their limbs broken.

The sound of painful wails echoed through the sky.

The medical cultivators of Wanyao Sect are almost crazy with their work. Everyone who was relatively idle before is like a spinning top and can't stop at all!

If Ye Rumo still had time to think about senior sister and the others before, he had no time to think about them now.

Xiao Wu put his hands on his hips and said, "Junior brother, go and rest for a while. I see that your face is pale. Don't make yourself sick from exhaustion."

Ye Rumo shook his head, "Brother Xiaowu, I'm not tired. These people seem to be in pain. It would be nice if I could help relieve some of their pain."

Xiao Wu couldn't persuade her and could only sigh, "Okay, then I'll prepare some food for you. Don't be too tired, otherwise Senior Sister Qian Shu will say that I didn't take good care of you."

"Thank you, brother Xiaowu." Ye Rumo showed a shy smile.

After the wound under his hand healed, Ye Rumo wiped the sweat from his forehead. The spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted.

After thinking about it, he decided to take a rest aside.

Not long after Geng sat down, a young disciple wearing Yushanmen clothes hurried over.

"Medical cultivator, you are a medical cultivator, right?"

The disciple grabbed Ye Rumo's arm and said anxiously: "I just saw you healing their wounds. Please help me quickly. My senior brother is in danger, please help!"

Ye Rumo's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, innocent and at a loss, "But now my spiritual power is almost gone, why don't you go find other medical practitioners?"

The disciple continued: "They are all busy, and you are the only one who is free. Please come with me, otherwise my senior brother will really be gone."

As he said that, he made a move to kneel down, and Ye Rumo quickly supported him.

"Don't be like this, I will just go with you once. You have worked hard to resist the beast tide."

There was a trace of ridicule in the disciple's eyes, and he still pretended to be anxious on the surface and led him away from Wanyao Sect.

Ye Rumo stood on his sword and grabbed his sleeves with both hands.

"Senior brother, aren't we going to Yushan Gate? Why are we getting further and further away from Yushan Gate?"

"Yes, yes, I am taking you to Yushan Gate, but I am taking you to the back of Yushan Gate."

"The back side? Why? Is it possible that the beasts attacked somewhere?"

Ye Rumo's ignorant heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The disciple sneered, "You are such an idiot. Of course there are no so-called wounded anywhere, there is only hell waiting for you!"

Ye Rumo didn't have time to ask what he meant before he was picked up by the disciple and thrown down the mountain. Someone was already waiting for him and tied him up as soon as he came down.

Within the secret realm.

Everyone turned over and over at the feet of the tall Nuwa statue but couldn't find any mechanism.

It's so far away from the ground that you can't even see what's under your feet when you stand on the edge. If you look far away, you can only see the endless desert.

Chu Zicheng sat on the ground dejectedly, "It's really strange. We passed by a forest when we came here, but when we looked down from such a high place, there was nothing there."

"Maybe everything we experienced just now was just an illusion, and maybe there is really nothing in the secret realm." Chen Yutong said.

"I don't know how long we have been here. It feels like a long time. Will we never be able to get out?"

Chu Zicheng looked up at the gray-white sky. The clouds were thick and pressing down, making people feel depressed.

"Don't say that. I'll climb up this Nuwa statue and take a look. I can always find a way out."

Qian Shu looked up at the Nuwa statue and said, it had a hunch that the exit was in the Nuwa statue.

Chu Zicheng's eyes widened, "Qian Shu, are you crazy? Since we left the temple, our spiritual power has been losing like crazy. If we lose it for a while, we will be no different from ordinary people. Now you have to risk such a huge amount of energy." Climb this idol in danger? You will die."

Qian Shu shook his head, "Believe me, I won't die."

Qian Shu said this without explaining anything. She gathered the power of chaos on her limbs and quickly climbed up.

Chu Zicheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Good guy, Qian Shu is a monkey, right? Can he crawl so fast?"

Qian Shu was very flexible, grabbing the protruding and concave folds on the statue of Nu Wa, and soon climbed to her arm.

Climbing up her arms, Qian Shu held onto the smooth stone wall next to her and slowly climbed into the palm of her hand.

In the palm of her hand, she held a huge patchwork stone.

Qian Shu stood up. The wind here was stronger. The strong wind blew so hard that she could hardly open her eyelids. Qian Shu reached out to hold the huge stone that mended the sky.

The next moment, the boulder burst into colorful streams of light, like a sun. The huge light seemed to temporarily blind Qian Shu's eyes.

Everyone under the statue of Nuwa also saw this scene, and everyone raised their heads.

The colorful streams of light seemed to be intertwined into gorgeous pictures, in which the epitome of countless mythical stories flashed, such as Nuwa patching up the sky, Kuafu chasing the sun...

Just like watching flowers, the originally gray sky was dyed into brilliant colors.

Everyone forgot their words for a moment, and Yu Qianmo, who was tied up, realized that his chance had come.

He quickly twisted his body and bumped into Wan Zhu who was looking up in confusion.

Now this woman is the only one who has not been instigated by Qian Shu, and she is the only one who can save him.

Manju came to his senses and asked with his eyes what he wanted to do.

Yu Qianmo whimpered twice, signaling her to take the rag out of her mouth first.

Wan Zhu stretched out her hand and pulled it out. Yu Qianmo took a deep breath to calm down.

Wan Zhu said coldly: "What do you want to do? If you let me hear irrelevant nonsense, I will personally kick you out."

Yu Qianmo said hurriedly: "No, I have something important to tell you. Please save me. I will tell you the secrets in this secret realm."

Wanzhu frowned, "You say."

"You let me go first, otherwise I won't say anything."

"You still want to negotiate terms with me?"

"No, it's not a condition, it's a request. You will definitely be interested in this secret." Yu Qianmo said firmly.