With Zhang Jingmo's actions, the thunder in the sky became more and more intense. Several dazzling lightning bolts began to flash in the originally cloudless sky. Tianlu and Tianwan, who were waiting outside the stone room, both showed joyful expressions when they saw this unusual situation.

However, Zhang Jingmo was not so relaxed. After the lightning, he spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood containing vague lumps, suggesting a severe internal injury.

Zhang Jingmo's face was as pale as paper. He struggled to hold onto the giant cauldron to steady himself. After a long pause, he finally recovered. He raised his hand and opened the lid of the giant cauldron. Inside the furnace, three white pills in a pile of residue were so eye-catching. Zhang Jingmo's mouth still had blood on it, but he already had a smile.

He took out a pill and held it in his palm, while directly putting the other two into his ring.

After taking out the pill, he didn't rush to go out. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the spot and rested for more than ten days. When he thought the people outside were getting impatient, he got up and opened the door of the stone room.

Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, he saw Tianlu and Tianwan who had been waiting outside for a long time.

The ten years had passed in a flash, leaving almost no trace on the two of them. Seeing Zhang Jingmo come out of seclusion, Tianlu smiled and said, "Qingyuan, you finally came out."

Zhang Jingmo's face didn't look good. He nodded, and without saying much, he tossed the pill in his hand to Tianlu.

Tianlu carefully took the pill and sniffed it. His eyes flashed with ecstasy, and he said, "Qingyuan, you really did it."

Zhang Jingmo looked tired and didn't want to pay attention to Tianlu. He only proposed to have a good rest. Tianlu and Tianwan naturally wouldn't refuse. After taking Zhang Jingmo to a room, they hurriedly left. It seemed they were also in a hurry to save Tianfeng.

After bathing, Zhang Jingmo fell directly onto the bed and slept for several days.

When he opened his eyes a few days later, he saw Tianlu sitting by the bed, smiling and looking at him, which startled him and made him sit up quickly from the bed.

Seeing Zhang Jingmo's strong reaction, Tianlu was still smiling. He said, "Why is Qingyuan so afraid of me?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "Is your younger brother alive?"

Tianlu nodded, "Of course he's alive."

Zhang Jingmo said coldly, "Then can I leave? You promised me before..."

Hearing this, Tianlu smiled and said, "Qingyuan, why are you in such a hurry?" As he spoke, he reached out to touch Zhang Jingmo's face, but Zhang Jingmo dodged it.

Zhang Jingmo suppressed his anger and said, "Don't get handsy. We are both men..."

Before he could finish, Tianlu approached Zhang Jingmo. Zhang Jingmo reflexively reached out to push him away, but couldn't move him.

Tianlu said in a low voice, "How does Qingyuan know that men can't?"

Zhang Jingmo was silent for a moment before thinking, *I just know.*

Seeing Zhang Jingmo's angry expression mixed with a bit of embarrassment, a thought flashed through Tianlu's mind. He said, "Could it be that someone else has said this to Qingyuan before?"

Zhang Jingmo said angrily, "Shut up, Valley Master. Going back on your word already, Valley Master? Isn't it a bit too fast?"

Hearing this, Tianlu laughed loudly. He said, "Qingyuan, I really like you to death." After the Nascent Soul stage, there was no need to abstain from desires, so Tianlu naturally acted without restraint. At least he didn't intend to force Zhang Jingmo too much. After saying this, he backed away.

Zhang Jingmo kept a cold face and didn't say anything.

Tianlu said, "Let's go, Qingyuan, to see my younger brother. Tianwan has been wanting to come and thank you, but she couldn't find the time."

Although Zhang Jingmo didn't really want to go, he felt it was better than being alone with Tianlu here. So he nodded in agreement.

Tianfeng's revival was a huge piece of good news for Kuchan Valley.

Tianfeng was also a genius in Kuchan Valley. When he was born, eight lotus flowers bloomed in Jinze, which, although not comparable to Tianlu's twelve, was still very eye-catching.

But he was secretly plotted against by a villain and died, his Dao extinguished. Tianlu and Tianwan tried every means possible to finally secure a glimmer of hope for his survival.

However, no one except Zhang Jingmo knew that this glimmer of hope was just a flash in the pan.

Tianfeng, dressed in the Daoist robes of Kuchan Valley, sat in a chair. His expression no longer held the arrogance of his earlier years, and his brow was even filled with gloom.

Seeing Tianlu bring Zhang Jingmo over, Tianwan introduced, "Tianfeng, this is the alchemist who refined the Heavenly Core Yellow Spring Pill, named Zhang Jingmo."

Tianfeng's expression relaxed, and he said, "Thank you, Qingyuan, for saving my life."

Zhang Jingmo said, "You're welcome."

Tianwan sighed and said, "Tianfeng, do you really not know who harmed you?"

A flash of resentment passed through Tianfeng's eyes. He still said, "I said I don't know. The person was wearing a mask, and their moves were all killing techniques. Before I could investigate their identity, I was already dead." After saying this, he turned his head and glanced at Tianlu, then immediately looked away.

Others might not know the meaning of Tianfeng's glance, but how could Zhang Jingmo not? He secretly laughed in his heart, but his face remained expressionless, as if he was unwilling to get involved in this matter.

For some reason, Tianlu's attitude towards Tianfeng was also a bit cold. Hearing Tianfeng's words, he actually said nothing.

Tianwan knew that Tianlu was actually a bit angry with Tianfeng. She sighed, "You are all brothers, there's no overnight grudge. Tianfeng, you mustn't be so careless in the future..."

Tianfeng nodded.

Zhang Jingmo took the opportunity to say, "Since Tianfeng is alive now, can I go back?"

Hearing this, Tianwan's face showed difficulty. She glanced at Zhang Jingmo and said, "Qingyuan..."

Before she could finish, Tianlu coldly said, "No."

Zhang Jingmo's face darkened. He angrily said, "Tianlu, you untrustworthy villain, you clearly promised to let me go after refining the elixir, but now you're going back on your word."

Tianlu seemed to be in a very bad mood and didn't bother to beat around the bush with Zhang Jingmo anymore. He directly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Jingmo's chin, and said coldly, "I won't let you go, what can you do about it? Zhang Jingmo... I'm telling you, in this life, don't even think about leaving Kuchan Valley."

Zhang Jingmo's chin hurt from being grabbed, and his whole body trembled with anger. He cursed, "Shameless villain!"

Seeing this, Tianwan hurriedly persuaded, "Brother, don't be angry, I will try to persuade Jingmo."

Tianlu's eyes, devoid of warmth, shifted and met Tianwan's gaze for a moment before he coldly released Zhang Jingmo. Without looking back, he walked out, saying, "Zhang Jingmo, I'll give you a year. If you still can't figure it out by then, don't bother."

Zhang Jingmo's expression was furious, looking as if he wished he could rush up and stab Tianlu a few times with his sword.

Tianwan wanted to persuade him, but Zhang Jingmo directly cut her off. Zhang Jingmo said coldly, "I see Tianlu doesn't care much about this younger brother either. He pressured me bitterly before, and today he says such nonsense. If it weren't for that elixir formula being so strange, I wouldn't have agreed to this request. Tianwan... you don't need to persuade me anymore. Your brother and I, we'll never be on good terms."

With that, he also left in a huff, apparently extremely angry.

Seeing this, Tianwan could only sigh. Zhang Jingmo usually behaved very gently, so for him to act like this, he was obviously pushed to the edge by Tianlu. She knew that Tianlu had become more and more irritable lately due to his cultivation, so she could only sigh a few times, thinking to persuade the two again in a few days.

Tianfeng didn't expect that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would see his older brother quarreling with someone. It was impossible to know what he was thinking, but the gloom between his brows grew even heavier.