Chapter 970 - 455: Return to the Sect; Breaking Free and Becoming a Butterfly_3

"How dare you, brat!"

Tuoba Zhenshi’s heart was also shaken to its core, a sense of foreboding rising within him.

Disregarding his breath adjustment, he and Tuoba Mianjiang transformed into escape light, eyes red with fury, and dashed towards the abyss.

The Divine Senses of several Golden Core True Men swept across the Soul-Locking Abyss.

All they saw at the bottom of the abyss was a massive, barren pit!

Even the Fire Gathering Array Plate at the base of the Pill Furnace had been uprooted, scraped clean to the ground!

Behind that pit, seven ice coffins arranged in sequence had already disappeared without a trace.

The ground was covered in foul-smelling black-blooded flesh pulp.

"My pills... My fake pill zombies, my pill furnace!!"

Tuoba Zhenshi looked at the zombie flesh pulp diced into countless pieces on the ground, eyes ablaze with rage, his body uncontrollably trembling.

The Li Family Six Ancestors at this time also landed amidst the wreckage, squatting to inspect the grooves on the ground, their face ashen:

"Traces from half a month ago..."

"The Divine Son is gone."

From the shadows, there emerged an expressionless old woman who spoke calmly.

"What?!"

Tuoba Mianjiang was overwhelmed with shock and anger.

The Divine Son’s precious blood was his sole reliance for cultivating to his current level!

With the Divine Son gone,

his future grand path would become as arduous as that of an ordinary person!

Beside him,

upon hearing this disastrous news once more, Tuoba Zhenshi felt his chest surge with reversed Qi-Blood, rushing straight to the top of his skull.

"Whoosh—!"

He spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, staining the front of his robe, nearly collapsing.

The Divine Son was kidnapped! The treasure pill stolen!

His Third Tier Pill Furnace, along with his painstakingly refined fake pill zombies, all had been swept away!

Over half a month, they fought tooth and nail on this issue, revealing their trump cards, exhausting their mana, yet in the end, failed to obtain even a single hair, all to inadvertently assist someone else’s plan?!

"Ahhhhhhhhh—!!!"

"Find! Seal off the Qi Kingdom for me! Even if you must dig three feet deep, find that damn thief for me, tear them limb from limb!!!"

...

Yan Kingdom, Lingyin Sect.

Above the azure firmament, a Spiritual Ship pierced through the sea of clouds, dragging a long cyan trail, soaring across.

On the prow, Chen Ye stood with hands clasped behind, his robes flapping in the wind.

"Master, look quickly! It’s Baopu Peak!"

Qing Jun excitedly leaned over the railing, pointing at the towering peak in the distance.

She strained to open her eyes wide, attempting to locate the position of Cangli Courtyard.

But alas, the distance was too great, rendering the home’s view indistinct.

On the opposite side.

Qin Jiaming leaned lazily against the mast, observing Lingyin Sect’s Mountain Protection Array with intrigue:

"Not bad, this sect-protecting grand array seems to have a touch of Songyang Sect’s flavor. It seems, Lingyin Sect acquired quite a few classics from Luoxiao Grotto Heaven and Songyang Cave Heaven."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye glanced at her solemnly, seriously saying:

"Now that we’re in Lingyin Sect, remember to abandon the Demon Sect’s mannerism. The cultures and customs of the two sects are vastly different; a single carelessness can provoke condemnation."

"Oh? But Jiaming doesn’t care about condemnation, only about Big Brother."

The young woman teased with a giggle, saying,

"But since Big Brother is concerned, then Jiaming... won’t let anyone notice, okay."

"..."

Chen Ye understood her underlying meaning, feeling slightly relieved.

About a quarter of an hour later.

The Spiritual Ship docked smoothly on the Reception Platform.

Returning to the sect at this time,

Chen Ye hadn’t notified anyone within the sect.

The disciple overseeing the reception simply checked Chen Ye’s jade token and allowed the group to pass without discovering anything peculiar about their identity.

After all, considering they passed the sect-protecting grand array, the group’s identity wouldn’t pose any issues, and he, as a regular disciple, lacked the capability to delve further.

Stepping off the Reception Platform.

With a heart longing for home, Chen Ye headed directly to the Cangli Courtyard in the rear mountain of Baopu Peak.

In the courtyard, the pear tree remained lush, swaying in the wind, rustling gently.

"Finally back home!"

As soon as the Spiritual Ship steadied, Qing Jun couldn’t wait, leaping off and racing around the courtyard.

Today, it was a familiar routine to start cleaning the courtyard.

"Zhiwei, you first take Miss Qin to the west wing to settle in."

Chen Ye put away the Spiritual Ship and methodically arranged,

"These past days have been hectic and tiring, so you all should have a good rest. I’ll first go check on True Man Bai’s condition and notify the sect after the inspection is complete."

Zhiwei nodded, looking at Qin Jiaming with a complex expression: "Miss Qin, please follow me."

"Then I’ll trouble you, Zhiwei."

Qin Jiaming followed with a smile, and before leaving, she threw a flirtatious glance at Chen Ye that only Zhiwei could see, causing Zhiwei to pause.

Once everyone dispersed.

Chen Ye, with a solemn expression, entered the Quiet Chamber, and with a sweep of his large sleeve.

"Bang!"

An ice coffin fell steadily to the ground.

Through the crystal-clear profound ice, one could barely see the face of the man inside.

"Father-in-law, oh father-in-law, once you awaken, the Lingyin Sect will finally be at peace, right? And how happy would Susu be."

Chen Ye sighed.

He didn’t delay any further. His hands formed a spell, and a droplet of the purest Spiritual Power was forced out from his fingertips, gently touching the ice coffin.

The layers of profound ice melted, turning into pure cold energy and dispersing into the Quiet Chamber.

Bai Li’s lifelike visage emerged before Chen Ye.

Chen Ye extended his Divine Sense, immersing it into the dried-up meridians and sea of consciousness.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Bai Li’s vitality should have long been severed, and his Divine Soul dispersed into the heavens and earth.

But as Chen Ye’s Divine Sense delved in, his eyebrow twitched:

"This is..."

In the deepest part of Bai Li’s nearly exhausted and shattered Dantian, there was still a faint wisp of vitality lurking!

Even a Golden Core True Man would find it difficult to discover this wisp of vitality.

But Chen Ye was so familiar with this vitality beyond description, as it was the same source as his own Life and Death Profound Light!

"Is this the vitality I left behind once? No, to be precise, it was merely a projection left behind at the time, which Bai Li used to comprehend and derive vitality from!"

Chen Ye suddenly understood.

Through astonishing insight, Bai Li had captured the True Meaning of Life and Death from Chen Ye’s projection, stagnating himself into a state between life and death!

Extremes of death bring desolation.

Extremes of desolation birth the one silk that breaks the cocoon and transforms into a butterfly!

This was the true key to Bai Li’s ability to resurrect!

Having understood this, Chen Ye no longer hesitated. His fingertips emitted the Life and Death Profound Light, transforming into countless fine lines, piercing into Bai Li’s meridians, aiding him in breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

This process required an immense amount of Spiritual Power.

Fortunately, Chen Ye had now formed a five-color light sphere, further enhancing his ability to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power, barely managing to sustain this.

A full three two-hour periods passed.

Only then did Bai Li’s internal vitality faintly grow stronger.

"Phew... It’s like his body has been awakened again."

Chen Ye wiped the sweat off his forehead.

This was only the first step, of course, the most crucial one.

But breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, how could it be so easy?

This was a task that required meticulous effort.

In the short span of a year or two, or even three to five years, Bai Li could then perfectly repair this broken shell and awaken.

"Nevertheless, his life is now thoroughly safeguarded."

A smile curved at the corner of Chen Ye’s mouth.

As long as he could come back to life, a few years were but a fleeting moment for a cultivator.

Besides.

After his father-in-law’s transformation, not only would his cultivation not decline, but it would further breakthrough!

Once he awakens, he will become Chen Ye’s strongest backer yet.

As for whether the father-in-law would become his backer?

What a joke, he is his father-in-law after all!

Moreover.

Currently, Chen Ye could still be regarded as Bai Li’s life savior!

"Now..."

"I should think about how to explain these past several months to the sect, especially to that girl Bai Susu..."

Perhaps.

No one in the Lingyin Sect, not even Bai Susu who had the most faith in Chen Ye, could have anticipated that Chen Ye not only brought Bai Li back, but also managed to bring back Duqing Divine Son, the Lord of Luoxiao, with him!

This was an event significant enough to shock both the Lingyin Sect and the Yan Kingdom!

"Logically speaking, it should be good news."

"But for me, Chen, why does it feel like a bad thing?"