"This young lady, she really is quite a person of character."

Looking at Li Jiujiu, who cried herself to sleep in Baili An’s arms, although Ying Ji’s eyes were filled with undeniable disdain.

She ultimately did not voice any objections but reluctantly offered a compliment.

Baili An, finding it both funny and heartbreaking, said, "Lady Jiujiu is genuine, and if it weren’t for her back then, I wouldn’t have awakened so quickly.

She comes from an Immortal Sect, yet she has no scruples about my corpse demon identity. Just for that, she is truly exceptional."

Ying Ji rubbed her temples, her face showing slight discomfort, and said, "Lihe Sect? I understand. In a few days, I’ll have Shen Tu secretly look after her."

Since she said this, Baili An realized his mother was indirectly accepting Jiujiu.

He nodded, his face also growing pale, and asked, "Why didn’t I see Bai Shuang with Mother?"

Baili An’s face was pale as could be, and Ying Ji’s complexion also turned white.

"The impact caused by Golden Immortal Bai Yang was immense, no one knows where you were shaken to, we searched separately for you.

There is still communication between Bai Shuang and me... Well, she knows I found you, but she is currently tied up with some matters, momentarily unable to split herself. We can go to Wusu County to find her."

Wusu County?

It’s conveniently on the way to Shifang City.

Yet Baili An couldn’t think of anything that could stall Yin Baishuang.

Due to the unresolved Thunder Power within Baili An, he couldn’t get too close to the heavens.

There was a continuous sound of thunder across the sky, making Sword Control unsafe for travel, so they had to take a carriage.

Fortunately, the horses Ying Ji found were spirit beasts and not slow on their feet.

After nightfall, they had already crossed three mountains and four rivers. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

As they paused by a stream to rest after traveling all night, Baili An and Ying Ji stuck their heads out of the carriage window, one on each side, their pale faces unable to utter a word.

Mother and son shared a tacit understanding:

"Ugh, ugh, ugh ah ah!!!!!"

"Ugh, ugh, ugh ah ah!!!!!"

Bright lights burst forth, a continuous flow of vomit.

Baili An vomited to the point his eyes rolled back, while Lady Ying Ji lost all semblance of Empress composure, sobbing and sniffling.

Li Jiujiu, listening to the earth-shattering sight, was alarmed.

Holding a handkerchief, she didn’t know who to hand it to for a moment.

It seemed that little An’s carriage sickness ran in the family.

Wen Hanwei, sitting in another carriage, got off after hearing the noise, seeing Baili An’s stark white face sticking out with blood-red lips.

The carriage beneath spewed forth entirely blood, looking like a gruesome murder scene, quite frightening at night.

She jumped in shock and quickly walked over, "Why are you vomiting blood so violently? Is it an old injury flaring up again?"

Baili An shook his head repeatedly, unable to speak coherently: "Quick... quick, help my mother... catch a breath... we... both are a bit carriage sick."

Seeing Lady Ying Ji about to faint at the carriage window, Wen Hanwei was at a loss for the response.

Even during the great battle between the paths of light and dark back then, it wasn’t enough to torment this Empress to such a state.

Wen Hanwei’s mouth twitched, finding this answer quite speechless.

The two hurriedly helped the weakened Lady Ying Ji off the carriage, finding a small stone for her to sit on.

This provided Li Jiujiu with a good opportunity to shine.

She promptly assisted Ying Ji with water, fanned her, and massaged her back and legs.

Baili An stumbled down from the carriage himself, having vomited quite violently.

Face covered in blood, unsteady on his feet, almost falling as soon as he got off.

He quickly grabbed the wheel of another carriage nearby, just managing not to topple over.

"Young master Baili, watch your step, be careful," came an unfamiliar female voice from within the carriage.

A sudden stirring in his Qiankun Bag revealed the jade token obtained from the body of a serpent within the Bronze Gate seemed to resonate faintly.

He looked up, and beneath the plain woven silk curtains, sat the silhouette of a tall woman.

Her fine silver hair was gently blown behind her, her waist straight and slender, her face softly edged, dense snow-white eyelashes layering like silver frost.

Upon closer examination in the night, her eyebrows and eyes revealed a few captivatingly aloof features.

Baili An hadn’t noticed such a woman seated in another carriage all this way.

"Who... are you?"

The woman replied, "Cangwu Palace, Immortal Music Palace, Lin Xi."

Baili An paused briefly, his gaze falling on the black ancient zither resting on her knees, subtly twitching his expression, then said, "So it was Hall Master Lin who came to the rescue in peril."

A snow-white hand gently lifted the curtain veil, revealing a pair of hollow silver-gray eyes.

Though lacking vitality, those eyes remained clear, intriguingly captivating, like frost in the snow, like stars in the sky.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Does young master Baili possess half of the jade token marked with the character ’Tian’?"

Once more surprised, Baili An had never mentioned the jade token obtained from the serpent in the Bronze Gate, apart from Fang Geyu, no one should have known.

Only when Lin Xi touched her broad sleeves and pulled out a piece of the same star-patterned half jade token, did Baili An realize why.

The jade token was identical in texture and color pattern to the one he possessed.

Baili An also took out his jade token, piecing it together with hers, and sure enough, the cracks aligned perfectly.

Instantly upon combination, a faint blue light flowed from the crack, and the shattered jade, devoid of spiritual energy, seemed to contain a vast starry sea, dazzling and beautiful.