Song Wanníng only learned after infiltrating those families in disguise that others had already begun working on breaking the restriction.
Some even started earlier than the Feng family.
Everyone wanted to leave. They had grown tired of this endless life without ascension. Fortunately, the location of the breach was only known by the Feng family's Patriarch and elders, or there would have been even more trouble.
Once those people got out, they would cause tremendous damage, but Song Wanníng could do nothing about it. After all, it was pure luck that she managed to deal with the Feng family members. She was no match for the many remaining Divine Transformation cultivators.
She could only hope the restriction held firm a little longer.
After all, this restriction had existed for countless tens of thousands of years. It should not break so easily.
Soon, the breach was about to open again.
Song Wanníng knew it was time to leave.
But she did not want to just slip away quietly. She decided to leave a smoke screen to draw as much attention as possible. Before leaving, she erased Feng Youming's Yuányīng and left a will in his cave.
In the will, she forged a detailed account of how he discovered the method to ascend to the spiritual realm, and all the treasures were supposedly hidden inside there.
The truth was, during the fight against the Feng family, he suffered irreparable injuries and tragically stopped just at the crucial moment.
She hoped that future generations could make up for his regrets, and tell his mother that he would repay his filial duty in the next life.
These misleading words were sure to attract the elders of the other families. That would drain much of their attention, perhaps buying some time.
After setting everything, Song Wanníng took Bai Yang to the breach and waited for it to open once more. The little golden sword stood happily on her shoulder, increasingly convinced her master's tricks were endless.
Who in the Secluded Land could resist such temptation?
Just like Feng Jinchuan, even when suspicion gnawed at him, he had to take the gamble. Otherwise, no one would ever be satisfied. Her master knew exactly how to manipulate these mindsets, prescribing the perfect remedy.
Bai Yang stood beside Song Wanníng, his face glowing red with health. Master had taken better care of him again, and he had found many good things. This harvest was huge!
His eyes fixed tightly on the restriction. After about fifteen minutes, the breach finally appeared again.
"Go out first. Be careful!"
With that warning, Bai Yang stepped quickly through the restriction. A familiar scent rushed to him. He was finally back in the outside world he knew. Although the spiritual energy was much weaker out here, he somehow felt more at ease. He preferred the place where he was born and raised.
Inside the restriction, Song Wanníng took out her jade hairpin artifact and also exited safely. But she did not relax. Instead, she cautiously flew over to Bai Yang.
The two had barely moved about ten meters when the sky suddenly changed.
Heavenly punishment arrived as expected.
A terrifying pressure, filled with the power to erase all existence, slammed toward Song Wanníng. Her face darkened and she snorted coldly.
The Heavenly Dao wanted to kill her as soon as it found a weakness.
Luckily, she had prepared for this.
At the same time, Bai Yang saw the thunder from the sky and his pupils shrank.
Just as he was about to react, Song Wanníng grabbed his hand and shouted, "Bai Yang, watch out!"
In the next instant, she pulled him far away.
The thunderbolt struck nearby, the intense killing intent making hearts pound. But just before it hit, it suddenly spun around and crashed into the surrounding area instead.
Boom—
A huge crater appeared on the ground, electricity crackling wildly. Grass and trees were scorched black, and a foul smell filled the air.
Bai Yang's heartbeat sped for a long time before calming.
This scene reminded him of the beast tide battle when demon cultivators tried to capture them, but the heavenly thunder abruptly changed course.
For a moment, a familiar feeling surged in his heart. Before he could think deeper, Song Wanníng suddenly spoke. "Bai Yang, I think your situation is very special. Whenever someone tries to harm you, heavenly thunder seems to descend. Could it be that you are the legendary son of the Heavenly Dao?"
She furrowed her brows, looking thoughtful.
Bai Yang's thoughts were interrupted but quickly followed her words. He had indeed experienced this situation more than three times. Could it really be as Master said? Was he the son of the Heavenly Dao?
His heart pounded wildly, the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became. From Master's expression, it seemed she had only just realized this too. It must be a coincidence.
"Master, I don't know either. But whether or not I am the son of Heavenly Dao, I will train hard and never disappoint you!" His spirit lifted. He regained his confident, ambitious state.
Song Wanníng smiled, encouraging him a little more before turning to head back. She did not take Bai Yang back to the Song family but returned to Wentiān Sect.
The beast territory.
Ye Chuxue and Gu Qingyuan finally found a natural refuge to settle in. However, a powerful beast guarded the place.
Ye Chuxue and Gu Qingyuan barely defeated it but both were injured.
Gu Qingyuan's wounds were the worst. His lungs and internal organs were shattered. He lay pale and miserable in the cave, his suffering heart-wrenching.
Ye Chuxue bit her lip and decided to risk refining pills.
"Qingyuan, I will grind the beast's inner pill into powder to make medicine for you. You will recover quickly!"
In the past, it was better to take the inner pill directly. But these days they had been running for their lives, nearly out of supplies and lacking alchemical materials. Now with the beast's inner pill, grinding it into powder could produce more pills, which suited them better.
"Chuxue, you should use it. I'll just rest and recover myself."
Gu Qingyuan frowned in pain but thought of her instead of himself, hoping she could use the pill to advance.
Seeing his concern, Ye Chuxue was deeply moved. Her love surged like a flood.
The time spent fleeing had not weakened their feelings. Instead, it strengthened their bond tremendously.
She loved Gu Qingyuan, very, very much. They were each other's support and hope. As long as they were together, no hardship was too great, no obstacle could stop their path.
"Qingyuan, I've decided to refine the pills. You just need to rest well."
Ignoring Gu Qingyuan's protests, she finally took out the alchemy furnace. Looking at the familiar tools, a glint flashed in Ye Chuxue's eyes. She began refining the pills according to the recipe.
At the moment a material fused inside the furnace, the true Song Wanníng suddenly opened her eyes.