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Chapter 297 The World of Amnesia 11

Hearing him say this, Qingyu felt a warm current surge in her heart, but after a slight hesitation, she decided to tell him the truth about what had happened that day.

So she bit her lip and whispered to Ling Yu about how the food was poisoned and how she pretended to be sick to avoid persecution from her stepmother.

Ling Yu naturally knew about this, but looking at the beauty's tearful eyes, he still felt a surge of anger. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he said indignantly, "Outrageous! Such a vicious act is simply outrageous! Don't worry, from now on I will protect you and never let anyone hurt you again!"

As he spoke, he gazed at Qingyu with deep affection, and Qingyu's heart stirred slightly.

She knew what her greatest weapon was—her looks.

The person in front of her might be useful to her, but she was currently in a very confusing situation and could not act rashly.

After much deliberation, the two remained silent.

Suddenly, Ling Yu's expression hardened, and when he turned his head, he found that Rong Jinnian had already returned.

The latter's eyes turned icy the moment he saw him by the carriage. "What are you doing here?"

Ling Yu remained fearless, his jaw clenched, and he gathered all his strength. "You know me? I've come to visit Miss Qingyu."

Rong Jinnian sneered, "Of course I know her, but I don't need your fake kindness. She's my person, and I'll take care of her."

He knew that if he left for even a moment, countless people would come to snatch his treasures!

The atmosphere between the two was tense, their eyes filled with murderous intent. Qingyu didn't want to escalate the situation, so she gently lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage. "Stop arguing."

Rong Jinnian looked at Qingyu, his gaze softening as he looked at her slender figure, a hint of worry in his eyes. "Qingyu, stay away from him. His identity is unknown, and the night is cold. Go inside and rest."

Qingyu frowned and retorted, "Ling Yu would not harm me."

A smile flashed in Ling Yu's eyes as he looked at Qingyu with agreement, "It's good that Miss Qingyu trusts me."

Rong Jinnian's face was extremely pale. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "Qingyu, how do you know he's harmless?"

Before Qingyu could speak, Lingyu interrupted, saying, "I am sincere towards Miss Qingyu, unlike some people who have ulterior motives."

His gaze was fixed on the person in front of him, with a veiled meaning.

A cold glint flashed in Rong Jinnian's eyes, her anger soaring. "Who are you calling treacherous?"

Seeing that the two were about to come to blows again, Qingyu had a headache. Not wanting to alarm others, she immediately started to shoo them away, "You should all leave and stay away from me."

After saying that, she climbed into the carriage and ignored everything outside.

A cold wind blew, ruffling their robes. The two stood like statues. In the end, Ling Yu left first, but before he left, he whispered to Qing Yu, "Qing Yu, I'm always here. You can come to me if you need anything."

There was no sound from inside the carriage. A hint of disappointment flashed in Ling Yu's eyes. He then gave Rong Jinnian a warning glance before turning and disappearing.

Rong Jinnian's gaze was dark and venomous as he stared intently in the direction where the other person had disappeared.

A suppressed ruthlessness surged in his dark eyes, as if he wanted to see through that space.

The wind blew by, but the chill emanating from him did not diminish in the slightest. He stood there like a cold and dangerous statue.

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The group set off the next day and, after three days, finally arrived at the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, a majestic sect of immortal cultivation appeared before our eyes.

The massive stone gate is solemn and ancient, with runes shimmering on it, seemingly telling the story of the vicissitudes of time.

Two mythical beast statues stand proudly beside the gate, exuding an imposing aura.

Stepping inside, pavilions and towers are scattered among the layered mountains, some hidden behind ancient pines and cypresses, and others hanging on cliffs.

The land was covered with magical flowers and herbs, their fragrance filling the air and attracting colorful butterflies.

The disciples, dressed in uniform, moved nimbly to and fro.

On the distant mountain peaks, ethereal clouds gather, with faint celestial light flowing around them, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene that instantly captivates the viewer with its otherworldly and otherworldly atmosphere.

Everyone was amazed by the sight before them. Qingyu also stared at it with sparkling eyes, her desire to become an immortal growing stronger once again.

Only with power can she protect herself and do whatever she wants!

"Qingyu, once we're inside, I'll take you to Master's place, okay? Then Master will accept you as his disciple..." Yun Sisi smiled, her eyes full of anticipation.

Standing beside her was a haggard-looking Yun Ruoqing. Upon hearing this, the latter's eyes filled with malice. She recalled a piece of news she had overheard and couldn't help but sneer, interrupting Yun Sisi's expectations, "I heard that the Song family has already sent their eldest daughter to the Immortal Ascension Sect... Miss Song shouldn't need our help, right?"

The eldest daughter of the Song family? Song Xiaochu? Qingyu realized what was going on and recalled Madam Song's scheming before she left, and suddenly understood the implications.

For example... was Mrs. Song afraid that she would block Song Xiaochu's way?

"Song Xiaochu is here too? That's alright, Qingyu can just stay with me." Yun Sisi took Qingyu's arm and patted her reassuringly.

This made Yun Ruoqing feel truly wronged, "I'm the one who's your sister!"

Yun Sisi ignored them completely. Just then, the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect arrived. She stepped forward arrogantly and said, "I am acting on my master's orders. The people behind me are the ones I brought... You can arrange the rest as you see fit."

The disciple bowed respectfully and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, you've worked hard. They will be guided to the Heavenly Ladder... May I ask who this lady is next to you?"

Yun Sisi waved her hand, "This is none of your business."

The disciple hesitated, but ultimately said nothing. Qingyu observed that the Immortal Ascension Sect seemed to have quite a few rules.

Cultivation is for the purpose of becoming an immortal and for freedom, but unexpectedly, I am still bound by it.

Upon having this thought, Qingyu suddenly felt that cultivating immortality was nothing special.

"Qingyu, come with me!"

Yun Sisi took out her sword, a cyan sword that radiated spiritual energy and was clearly of superior quality.

As Yun Sisi's heart stirred, the sword began to enlarge infinitely, and then flew steadily in front of the two of them.

For some reason, Qingyu could sense that the sword had a fondness for her, for example...

The sword even brushed against the hem of her clothes?

Qingyu smiled, her face as beautiful as a flower, her eyes seemingly holding a thousand stars. "Your sword is quite interesting."

Yun Sisi awkwardly touched her nose, secretly glared at the sword, and then leaped onto its body. She reached out to Qingyu, swallowed hard, and said, "Qingyu, you, you come up here. Hold me, I won't fall."

She paused, then added seriously, "I'm not taking advantage of you, you have to believe me."

Although, perhaps, she did have a tiny bit of a thought...

Cough, just a tiny bit!

Qingyu chuckled softly, hesitated for a moment, then grasped Yun Sisi's outstretched hand and stepped onto the flying sword.

However, she didn't hug Yun Sisi, which made Yun Sisi feel regretful for a long time.