Chapter 461: Chapter 460 Approaching Death Valley
In the following days, Immortal Yan left her room for half a day each day.
At her insistence, Helian Zhan had his third senior brother, Qin Sizhong, stay in the Helian Mansion to provide her with specialized treatment.
Every day, Qin Sizhong would administer acupuncture and herbal baths to Immortal Yan, with each treatment taking up most of the day, leaving her with little energy to spend on Yang Fei.
Ever since she had learned that Yang Fei had refined his arms and still possessed certain combat capabilities, Immortal Yan used True Yuan to seal off Yang Fei’s Martial Meridians in the following days, making him obediently lie in bed while she received Qin Sizhong’s treatment.
She was not a Cultivator of the Divine Travel Realm, and her understanding of the Divine Soul was limited, so in order to interfere with Yang Fei’s nurturing of the Primordial Spirit and restoration of his Sea of Consciousness, she could only rely on the poison of desire.
Little did she know that this poison, after having a significant effect on Yang Fei in the first few days, was something he had already become immune to in these recent days.
However, Yang Fei consistently pretended to be flushed and seriously affected by it.
After the treatments each day, Immortal Yan would return to her room and diligently study the mental method of Cultivation that Yang Fei had taught her.
Her pride was strong, and without helping Yang Fei detoxify, she felt no need for his assistance in Cultivation. Instead, she strove to research on her own, hoping to validate the effects of the Cultivation Technique as soon as possible.
After half a month passed in this way, Immortal Yan distinctly felt that her chronic condition had improved, proving that her third uncle’s Medical Skill was indeed exquisite.
Perhaps because of her improved health, she felt that her strength had also increased.
That afternoon, after returning from her treatment with her third uncle, she cultivated in her room for a while when a voice came from outside.
"Rongrong, Gong Yuchong of Qingtian Sect has returned. The old master is entertaining him in the living room and asked me to call you over,"
It was the voice of her third aunt.
These past days, as Immortal Yan received treatment and concentrated on Cultivating Taoist techniques, she hadn’t given a thought to the matter Gong Haichao had brought up, yet Gong Yuchong had unexpectedly returned, and even came knocking.
"Third Aunt, please inform Young Master Yu Chong that I will be there shortly," said Immortal Yan after a moment’s consideration.
"Alright, I’ll tell Young Master Yu Chong right away," her third aunt replied joyfully and left.
Inside the room, Immortal Yan stopped her Cultivation reluctantly and slowly drew out a bottle of Elixir from within her bosom.
She had only just taken the antidote not long ago, and now she needed to take the Bone Erosion Powder again.
Yang Fei glanced at the Bone Erosion Powder in her hand and inwardly smiled to himself.
Take it a few more times.
I’m almost figuring out the formula for the antidote.
In order to prevent her Cultivation from being exposed in front of Qin Sizhong, Immortal Yan had been taking Bone Erosion Powder daily and would promptly take the antidote upon returning.
Although she didn’t always take the antidote in front of Yang Fei, it didn’t immediately disappear after entering her body. With Yang Fei’s keen sense of medication, he could vaguely determine the main ingredients of this antidote.
He felt that as long as he was on the right track, once he escaped from the clutches of this demoness, he would definitely be able to develop an antidote on his own.
Half an hour later, Immortal Yan returned.
Indeed, Yang Fei could smell the familiar scent on her, which lingered only after she had taken the antidote to Bone Erosion Powder.
After observing silently for days, Yang Fei was now certain of the main ingredients of the antidote.
"I have some bad news to tell you," Immortal Yan suddenly said.
Yang Fei was startled, looked up at her, and asked in confusion, "I’m already a prisoner here; what could possibly be worse news for me?"
Immortal Yan chuckled and said, "Just now, Gong Yuchong mentioned that he has been searching the world for your whereabouts with the elites of the various sects in recent days. Unfortunately, you’ve hidden yourself too well, and they haven’t found a single clue, which is why they came up with a method to make you show yourself voluntarily."
Upon hearing this, a weight descended in Yang Fei’s heart, and he had a bad feeling.
With a smile, Immortal Yan asked, "Do you want to know what that method is?"
Yang Fei responded gravely, "No matter what the method is, I am now your prisoner, and they are simply incapable of forcing me out, aren’t they?"
Immortal Yan replied, "That’s correct."
"Why are you telling me this?" Yang Fei asked.
Immortal Yan snorted, "Because I think their method is despicable, and I don’t like it."
Yang Fei felt increasingly heavy-hearted.
Those cultivators were ruthless, stopping at nothing to achieve their ends. To force him out, they would most definitely threaten him using his friends and family.
Hadn’t his second uncle been dragged into death because of him?
Thinking of his second uncle’s death, even though he had already killed the murderer and wreaked havoc in the Duanmu Family, pangs of guilt and remorse stabbed at his heart.
And now, these cultivators from the Hidden Sect actually wanted to use the same tactics to force him into submission, which was truly despicable.
Immortal Yan silently observed Yang Fei, sensing the intense fluctuation in his emotions. Out of sympathy, she said, "Don’t panic just yet, these are still just the thoughts of those youngsters. The exit of the Hidden Sect is sealed; they cannot leave. For their plan to succeed, they need the tacit approval from the various powers."
Yang Fei calmed himself, looked up at Immortal Yan, and coldly said, "Initially, just to obtain the Taoist cultivation technique, the Eight Great Forces even destroyed the Taoist sect. Now, to deal with just me, what wouldn’t you dare do?"
Immortal Yan saw in Yang Fei’s eyes a deep indifference and detachment.
He had categorized her as one of those people he mentioned.
She felt an inexplicable sense of grievance and angrily retorted, "Why are you looking at me like that? I did not take part in the operation to exterminate the Taoist sect, nor have I stooped to such despicable measures with them to deal with you."
Yang Fei’s gaze softened significantly, but then he sneered, "Hah, keeping me imprisoned here, even though I’ve already told you what you wanted to know, you still don’t plan to let me leave. How is your behavior any different from theirs?"
Immortal Yan was left red-faced and angry, and she snapped back, "So what if it is? This world operates on the principle of the survival of the fittest. I pursued the Taoist cultivation technique to survive; is that so wrong?"
Having spent time with her day and night, Yang Fei was familiar with her situation, and seeing her look of aggrievement, much of his anger dissipated.
Indeed, she was just trying to survive.
Though she had imprisoned him, at least she hadn’t truly harmed him; in the world of cultivation, that was considered rather conscientious.
"If their plan gets the silent consent of the higher-ups in the Hidden Sect, what will you do with me?" Yang Fei asked Immortal Yan, "Will you stand by and let them capture my relatives and then blackmail me with their lives?"
Immortal Yan pursed her lips and, instead of answering, counterasked, "Are you certain that what I’m cultivating is the most orthodox Mysterious Sect Heart Method?"
Yang Fei shook his head, "I don’t know, but the cultivation technique I’m practicing is this one."
Immortal Yan pondered for a moment before saying, "If that day truly comes, I will grant you your freedom."
Yang Fei looked at her, unsure whether the words of this Demoness from the Poison Sect were sincere.
But for now, he had no better option than to wait and see how things unfolded.
What he didn’t know was that after dealing with her affairs, Qin Yanyang had learned that he had entered the Hidden Sect and had been without news for a month, and was already beside herself with worry.
After consulting with her superiors, an order was issued, and thirty of the most elite forces from the Military Department were deployed.
At the same time, a formidable force from the Western Battle Zone, equipped with the most advanced modern weapons of the Divine Continent, marched majestically into the heart of Kunlun Mountain’s Death Valley.