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Cheng Shiyü suddenly stopped, as if remembering something.

Before the Hundred Person Platform ended, you and several other Zhongzhou cultivators were besieged. You were about to be knocked off the platform, but at that moment, because you were close to Chu Jiucheng, you collided with his sword and were thrown back!

"Isn't that the person you were talking about?!"

Luo Yi's face, which had been contorted with anger, suddenly vanished. Lin Qi looked as if he had just had an epiphany.

This damn familiar feeling.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Luo Yi's collar: "Tell me, do you have a way to safely enter Biseiquan?!"

Lo Yi's scalp went numb: "I..."

If not, then kill and divide the spoils.

Cheng Shiting casually uttered a sentence, which instantly frightened Luo Yi.

"Yes, I have!" Luo Yi exclaimed hastily.

He was afraid that he would be killed if he was even one second late.

Lin Qi gave a look of, “Of course.” and said, "Tell me more."

I stumbled upon a small secret realm on my journey and obtained a broken flute. The flute's melody seems to suppress the power of Sorrowspring, lessening its influence on people.

Lin Qi and Cheng Shiyan looked at each other. “Only the impact is smaller?”

Of course, what else would you want?

Lin Qi didn't believe: "Even if the flute sound could suppress the power of Biquan, you still can't enter Biquan. So what are you bragging about?"

"Am I not simply disgusted by these people?"

"Fine. But if you're not bluffing, I dare you to try."

Luo Yi opened her mouth, wanting to ask Lin Qi why she knew her so well.

He rolled his eyes for a long time, finally meeting Lin Qi's seemingly smiling but not smiling expression, and finally chose to confess: "In that secret realm, I not only got the Broken Flute, but also received an inheritance that allows me to enter and exit Biquan freely."

"Just like that?"

Luo Yi was so angry that she jumped up, "What do you mean just like that? You think you can do it better? This is all thanks to my own hard work!"

Cheng Shiyan said softly, "Many cultivators from all directions have come to Bēiquan. There are also many cultivators who encountered the secret realm. Not everyone just happened to obtain a short flute that restrains the power of Bēiquan, nor can everyone receive the inheritance to freely enter and exit Bēiquan."

Lo Yi chuckled, "You guys are just envious!"

Lin Qi had no interest in arguing with Luo Yi, so he simply asked, "The atmosphere tonight is good. Why don't you try playing the Broken Flute later? I want to see how it suppresses the Spring of Sorrow."

Cheng Shiyü was reminded, "Do you want to enter Bēi Quán today?"

The Nine-Grade Divine Grass has already appeared. The later you go, the harder it is to obtain. Since I'm already near Biquan, I can't just leave empty-handed.

Lo Yi has no choice.

Finally, under the gazes of Lin Qi and Cheng Shiyan, he carefully blew into the broken flute.

The mournful cries of the flute pierced through the air, like fine needles hammering against one's eardrums, causing faces to contort in pain.

Cheng Shiyan's mouth twitched, unable to help but complain: "That's too ugly. A gentleman should be well-versed in the Six Arts, but the Luo family hasn't taught you anything?"

Lo Yi was out of water, "Then you come!"

Lin Qi silently took out two cotton balls to cover her ears and said to Cheng Shiyan, "I'll go into the River of Sorrow first to test it. You watch him outside and don't let him stop."

Cheng Shiyan nodded slightly, "Be careful!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Qi had already trespassed into Biquan's forbidden area.

A wave of sadness washed over Lin Qi, enveloping her instantly. The feeling sank deep into her blood and bones, relentless and consuming.

My heart feels so heavy, like I can't breathe.

His ears twitched, hearing Luo Yi's unpleasant flute music. The pressure on Lin Qi suddenly eased a lot.

She unconsciously quickened her pace, breathing lightly, and looked around cautiously.

However, after walking halfway, the flute music suddenly disappeared.

Waves of sadness and depression crashed over Lin Qi, piling one on top of the other in her mind and heart, engulfing her unexpectedly.

This time, Lin Qi truly understood the helplessness of other cultivators when they faced the misery of Biquan.

She forcefully drew out a dagger and slashed it across her arm.

Blood flowed out, pain spreading throughout the body, stimulating the brain to wake up a little, but within that clarity, there was a hint of pleasure.

It leaves one wanting more.

Lin Qi realized this, and fear spread through her heart instantly.

She ran out without looking back while her mind was still somewhat clear.

When Lin Qi walked out of Biquan, one arm had already been slashed bloody, with blood dripping all the way.

Cheng Shiyan hurried forward to help the person up, her face full of seriousness. “Luo Yi was attacked and seriously injured, and his残笛 was also stolen.”

"What's going on?" Lin Qi, with a calm expression, bandaged her wound: "When the flute sound suddenly disappeared, I thought Luo Yi had taken the opportunity to escape."

I didn't expect someone to play a trick from behind.

Luo Yi, who had just narrowly escaped death, poked his head out with a wronged look. "Don't blame me. I was just playing a tune for you guys. Would I risk my life to run away?"

What he said actually makes a lot of sense.

Luo Yi saw Lin Qi's composed expression, and then glanced at the terrifying wound on her arm, couldn't help but mutter: "Sure enough, she's ruthless. She can be so cruel to herself, let alone someone like me who is her enemy..."

Lin Qi ignored Luo Yi and turned to look at Cheng Shiyan, "Who took the flute?"

Cheng Shiyan shook her head slightly, "It should have been an illusion. I didn't recognize who it was."

Lin Qi sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to reach Biquan today. Let's rest first."

Cheng Shiyan saw that she was exhausted and couldn't help asking, "That Biquan... is it really so terrifying?"

Lin Qi couldn't help but recall her feelings when she was in Beiquan. She shivered involuntarily and didn't want to think about it anymore.

"If we are now standing on the edge of a cliff, facing immense danger, then the abyss within this well is an unfathomable chasm. Once you enter, you will be dragged down relentlessly, with no hope of seeing the light again."

Lin Qi's description successfully made Cheng Shiyan and Luo Yi perceive the danger of Beiquan.

On the second day, Lin Qi's wounds showed signs of deterioration.

Cheng Shiyan and Lin Qi both looked puzzled.

A cultivator who reaches their level can even regenerate limbs and reshape their flesh. A minor injury wouldn't have much of an impact on them at all.

Under normal circumstances, it should be much better after one night.

The wound actually worsened!

Cheng Shiyan was a master alchemist. She voluntarily checked Lin Qi's body but found nothing amiss.

"I see that all the injured cultivators recently have been treated by that apothecary surnamed Fu. Should we go to him for treatment?"

Lin Qi couldn't help but frown.

Seeking medical treatment from the Shennong?

Although Lin Qi hasn't had any direct conflicts with Fushengnong, she has quite a few conflicts with his disciple Chunjun.

Both parties have been openly and secretly on opposite sides.

Lin Qi hesitated a bit this time.

Cheng Shiting was even more curious. "I already thought you two might know each other, but seeing your expression now, could it be that you're enemies?"

(The End)