Dust Light Sect.

When the Second Elder returned from outside, she immediately saw Han Cai'Er waiting in the palace.

The Second Elder looked at this disciple with confusion. In her mind, this disciple should still be sitting in meditation in the Profound Heart and shouldn't be here.

Her expression turned slightly cold and she spoke sternly: "These days, the sect is also quite busy. I assume you have heard.

The righteous and demonic paths have united in an unprecedented way due to the matter of resisting the demonic beasts of the natural disaster. Although the vast majority of demon cultivators wish to cooperate, there are still a few with ulterior motives. I have been occupied with this matter lately.

You're not making the most of your time to consolidate your cultivation, yet you left the Profound Heart without permission. Do you really think such an important resource can be wasted so casually?"

However, Han Cai'Er suddenly knelt down, kowtowing three times with respect.

The Second Elder was taken aback and asked, "What is the matter?"

Han Cai'Er said, "Master, please help me see if I have a tracking mark on me."

The Second Elder said no more, checked carefully, and shook her head, "No."

She then asked curiously, "You cultivate in the Profound Heart every day, how could anyone place a tracking mark on you?"

Han Cai'Er replied, "Master, please do not ask further; I must leave tonight."

After speaking, she kowtowed heavily three more times, then turned and left.

...

...

In the nighttime, fog was pervasive.

Song Yan was enjoying the lingering affection from Fairy Huan when he suddenly sensed something, his body tensed, and he sat up straight.

Fairy Huan raised her beautiful head, slightly lifted her fair, soft hand, hooked it around the man's neck, and asked breathlessly in a soft voice, "Husband, what is it?"

Song Yan said, "I suddenly remembered something, I must leave for a moment."

Fairy Huan's eyes brimmed with charm, and she said resentfully, "The long night has just begun, can't you wait until dawn?"

Song Yan shook his head, stood up, and raised his hand to draw his clothes from the darkness.

Fairy Huan, helpless, was about to get up and dress, but was pressed down by Song Yan again.

In Fairy Huan's eyes, there appeared a look of care from the man.

"Huan'Er, be good and stay in the cave mansion. It's not safe outside."

"Husband..."

"What's the matter?"

"No...nothing..."

Before long, Song Yan left.

Suspicion suddenly grew in Fairy Huan's eyes.

She knew her partner's character best, simply put, "righteous in public, hypocritical, pretentious, arrogant, and unscrupulous."

She had almost never experienced gentleness from her partner, let alone mutual affection and happiness.

But in recent days, her partner seemed to have completely changed, not only acting as a bridge between "Dust Light Sect" and "Difficult Cultivation" like a hero, thus avoiding human internal slaughter in this place, but also was exceptionally gentle to her.

Initially, she was trapped in a net of tenderness and could not escape, but tonight... her partner's abnormality indeed made her truly feel odd.

After a brief contemplation, Fairy Huan swiftly got off the bed in the darkness, wrapped her white body in a light gauze robe, and quietly slipped out the door, stealthily following in the direction of her partner.

In the distance, Song Yan easily sensed Fairy Huan exiting the cave mansion.

He sighed softly, then concealed his breath, quickly returned to the cave mansion, wrote a letter, and placed the storage bag originally belonging to Fang Tiancheng over the letter. After thinking for a moment, he also provided a large bag of profound jade and a jade scroll containing some of his sword dao insights.

A jade scroll was simply a product of divine sense, suitable for storing insights and cultivation techniques, quite convenient.

Song Yan naturally made many of such jade scrolls in ordinary times.

Such jade scrolls meant little to him personally, but they were indeed real treasures for fellow cultivators outside. Although his sword dao insights were the weakest among several powers, they were still beyond the imagination of the average cultivator.

After doing these, Song Yan quickly removed Fang Tiancheng's cause and effect, then casually threw it away, allowing it to scatter in the long wind.

The cause and effect scattered, fluttering in all directions...

Fang Tiancheng no longer existed in this world; his fragments of cause and effect would accumulate over time, either transforming into a wandering ghost or turning into evil qi slaughter liquid...

As ties of the mundane world ended, Song Yan did not linger any further.

Fang Tiancheng was merely an initial subject for his "transformation" experiment.

In this experiment, he gained much experience.

And the joy from Fang Tiancheng's cause and effect and interactions with Fang Tiancheng's partner indeed made him experience an indescribable sense of happiness.

At this moment, Fairy Huan's suspicion and pursuit further made him realize one thing: Even if he had Fang Tiancheng's cause and effect, if his personality was too different from Fang Tiancheng's, it would soon arouse suspicion among his closest ones.

This was oddly similar to "transmigration" in a peculiar way.

"Transforming into Fang Tiancheng," to some extent, wasn't it just "wearing Fang Tiancheng's skin"?

With these thoughts, Song Yan left once more.

...

Moments later, Fairy Huan sensed her partner's aura vanished and confusedly searched the surroundings. After one or two hours of fruitless searching, she returned with uncertainty and suspicion.

By this time, she was almost completely certain of her partner's abnormal behavior because although Fang Tiancheng was stronger than her, he was not yet powerful enough to easily shake her off when she was earnestly tracking him.

Once the suspicion arose, she felt something increasingly amiss.

Recalling carefully, she realized the source of the anomaly was during the day of resource distribution.

Previously, Fang Tiancheng had looked as if she was about to be silenced by him, but next moment, he surprisingly changed his ways, not only taking away her sword but also showing her extreme tenderness, making her experience the happiness of being a woman for the first time in her life.

The word "possession" instantly jumped to her mind, but upon further careful thought, she dismissed this idea.

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