Only after Ye Jingyu carried Lin Xiaoyi's body out of the cave did a spectral figure appear within it without warning; upon closer inspection, it was that small figure, barely a meter tall.

The little person let out a soft sigh while looking at Dugu Bacheng, who had already achieved self-immolation: "Alas, what was the need for this? Not only has your entire cultivation vanished like smoke, but now even your memories have been entirely erased. Are you truly in that much pain? Sigh..."

With a long exhalation, the little person made a beckoning gesture with one hand, and a white point of light rose from within Dugu Bacheng's body. The little person quickly took out a drawing, and the white point of light flew directly into it. Inside the drawing, another white dot was flashing intermittently...

"You two cultivate well in there. Once your souls are perfected, I will help you reconstruct your physical bodies!" The little person murmured, his form flickered, and he vanished...

As Ye Jingyu walked out of the cave, Luo Ling'er, Hei Ming Shixuan, Hu Yanmeng, Bing Ming, Liang Xiaoke, Hu Yanzhi, Chi Yixiu, and others stood there with grave and solemn expressions. They all understood what had transpired inside. Although they didn't have a direct relationship with Dugu Bacheng, he was, after all, Ye Jingyu's Master—a fiercely protective one at that.

"A’Yu, what are your plans?" Liang Xiaoke was the first to speak upon seeing Ye Jingyu's face filled with grief and indignation. Among the crowd, only he possessed the composure to speak at this moment.

"First, we go to the Demon Realm..." Ye Jingyu stated plainly.

"Go to the Demon Realm?" Everyone was stunned. Why go to the Demon Realm now?

"My Master's generation is likely entirely wiped out this time. Their descendants are still in the Demon Realm, engaged in the so-called Soul Fighting War. We must find them and unite with them to deal with the Ancient Splendor Continent!" Ye Jingyu said calmly, his tone utterly devoid of emotional fluctuation.

Hearing Ye Jingyu’s words, those present nodded quietly. Even top experts like Dugu Bacheng and Xuanyuan Jue had perished in this battle. With the strength of their current group, trying to seek revenge against the Ancient Splendor Continent would be tantamount to suicide.

To achieve vengeance, they needed to unite the strength of all the younger generation. These were the super elites carefully selected by the older generation and naturally represented the future hope of the Soul Fighting Continent.

Of course, this might be everyone else's thinking. For Ye Jingyu, the future hope of the Soul Fighting Continent meant nothing to him; he only sought revenge—revenge for Dugu Bacheng and Leng Yueying. As for going to the Demon Realm, the primary reason was to find Zhuge Siyu and Jiufeng.

One was a woman his Master had specifically instructed him to treat well; the other was the woman who had been best to him. He could not repeat the same mistake of only realizing true appreciation after loss.

He could not allow such a thing to happen. As for how to communicate this with Luo Ling'er, he currently had no good solution...

However, in his view, Luo Ling'er would likely be understanding, wouldn't she?

Before heading to the Demon Realm, Ye Jingyu made a trip back to the Chi Yi Clan to visit his kinsmen. Thanks to Ye Jingyu occasionally sending people from the outside world to deliver food, their lives had improved significantly, and no one starved anymore. Furthermore, Chi Yi had successfully broken through to the Soul Immortal Realm over the years, and with Chi Yixiu and the others reaching the Seventh Level and above, the Chi Yi Clan had become the undisputed largest tribe in the Southern Savage Forest.

After arranging everything, Ye Jingyu instructed Liang Xiaoke to lead the group toward the Demon Realm. Besides worrying that Luo Ling'er might be captured by the Ying Family again, the biggest reason Ye Jingyu hoped this trip to the Demon Realm would rapidly elevate everyone’s strength.

Of course, the reason he sent Liang Xiaoke to lead the others ahead was that he still had one crucial task to complete...

The Ancient Splendor Continent, despite undergoing a massive preceding war, showed little fundamental change, protected as it was by a vast barrier. Only a few peripheral cities outside the barrier suffered irreversible devastation.

On the western side of the Ancient Splendor Continent, in a city called Gushu, Ye Jingyu, clad in a long black robe, walked slowly down the street.

Perhaps because the technology was excessively advanced, everything here possessed a feeling of returning to nature. The surrounding environment was excellent, the streets were wide, and there were no cars burning fuel on the thoroughfares—only carriages pulled by mechanical beasts that absorbed solar energy.

The attire of the passersby was varied and strange; there were many people like Ye Jingyu wearing long robes.

After casually strolling through the streets for a while, he unintentionally left behind several cryptic symbols. As dusk began to fall, a carriage drawn by three mechanical beasts resembling golden bulls appeared before him.

"Esteemed Sir, do you require passage?" The driver was a cute-looking woman dressed in a maid's uniform.

Ye Jingyu scanned her with his divine sense; this woman’s cultivation was surprisingly at the Grandmaster level, and she wore an emblem on her chest formed by the combination of a saber and a halberd.

"Yes..." Ye Jingyu nodded slightly, flashed forward, and settled into the luxurious vehicle.

The woman gave a sweet smile and began driving the carriage toward the other side of the city. About fifteen minutes later, they arrived at a rather bustling street, finally stopping in front of a bar.

Ye Jingyu didn't ask the young woman anything. Since the carriage stopped here, he simply jumped out, casually pulled out a stack of Ancient Splendor Continent universal currency that Fang Zhuguo had given him, tossed it to the young woman, and turned toward the bar.

Two women, dressed in low-cut qipaos with slits extending almost to their hips, exposing long, slender, smooth, and tender thighs, approached him with flirtatious smiles.

Without exception, both wore breastplates embroidered with the design of a saber and a halberd.

"Esteemed Sir, welcome to the Bewitching Dance of the Sirens Bar!" As they spoke, the two women linked arms with Ye Jingyu, ushering him into the establishment.

A bar—how long had it been since he heard that word...

Feeling the soft pressure of the women's breasts rubbing against his arms, Ye Jingyu sighed faintly in his heart.

In his past life, didn't he often skip class to hang out at bars with his buddies? Back then, he had no money or power, so they frequented small dives; none had beauties greeting him at the door like this. At that time, he envied the style of the wealthy tycoons. Now, he could enjoy such treatment, yet he realized it was countless years in the future. Truly, worldly affairs were unpredictable...

Guided by the two women, Ye Jingyu stepped into the bar.