Inside the golden cage, Gui Ying, who had been lying on soft fur, opened his eyes. Glancing at the Ancestor seated above, he asked, "What? Are you finally willing to let me out?"

The Ancestor smiled and waved his hand.

In an instant, the golden cage dissolved into pure celestial energy and vanished.

Seeing this, Gui Ying sat up. He stared at the Ancestor, then curiously asked, "Ancestor, why are you suddenly willing to let me go?"

The Ancestor looked at him gently and replied, "Child, it is time for you to make your choice."

Raising a brow, Gui Ying asked with a hint of interest in his lazy voice, "What kind of choice?"

The Ancestor took a sip of spiritual tea before answering, "You can choose to become the new Heavenly Dao of that small world—bound to it for eternity and burdened with dealing with those evil spirits. Or—"

He paused, then smiled faintly. "You can return to that world, retrieve the God’s Bone and the Heaven’s Spiritual Root, bring them back, and I will deal with the evil spirit and restore the world for you. You can then do whatever you want and be free for eternity."

Gui Ying thought for a moment, then asked, "What will happen to them after they lose the God’s Bone and the Heaven’s Spiritual Root?"

Being asked by him, the Ancestor paused for a second, then smilingly said, "That... is not your concern."

Staring at his smiling face, Gui Ying let out a long sigh, then replied in annoyance, "Fine. This young master will go and bring back God’s Bone and Heaven’s Spiritual Root."

Hearing this, the Ancestor smiled in satisfaction. "Very well. Off you go."

With a wave of his hand, a surge of pure celestial energy enveloped Gui Ying. His vision darkened, and just before he lost consciousness, the Ancestor’s ethereal voice echoed in his mind.

"You must hurry, Child. His time is running out."

Hearing this, Gui Ying couldn’t help but curse inwardly. ’Damn old man... weren’t you the one who kept this young master locked up? Now you are telling this young master to hurry...’

Gui Ying remained in the darkness for only a few seconds before his vision returned. However, the moment he saw the rapidly approaching ground, he couldn’t help but curse the Ancestor again.

"Damn old geezer! Couldn’t you send this young master back properly? Why throw this young master down like this?!"

In the Celestial Realm, the Ancestor suddenly felt his ear itch. He rubbed it a few times before continuing his conversation with the other Ancestors.

Meanwhile, Gui Ying was falling at high speed. Seeing the ground drawing closer, he turned his body midair.

Two seconds later, he crashed into the ground.

Boom!

The earth trembled from the impact. A deafening sound echoed across the surroundings as dust billowed into the air.

Attracted by the commotion, the Feng Army’s soldiers rushed over and quickly surrounded the area. With weapons drawn, they waited for the dust to settle, ready for battle.

In the tense silence, a coughing sound suddenly rang out.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Standing in the center of the crater, Gui Ying waved his sleeve to disperse the dust as he coughed.

As the dust cleared, the soldiers were stunned to see a young man in red robes casually brushing dirt off his sleeves.

Before they could react, Gui Di, who had followed the generals out, spotted Gui Ying. His eyes lit up as he excitedly called, "Young Master!"

Hearing this, Gui Ying lifted his gaze. Seeing Gui Di standing not far away, he raised a brow slightly. "Gui Di, why are you here? Have you mastered the time and space spell?"

Gui Di was speechless.

"...." Young Master, is this really the time to ask about my training?

Shaking his head, Gui Di stepped forward, clasped his fists, and replied, "Reporting to Young Master, this disciple is escorting Fairy Bai and her companions. We had just arrived for a while, and this disciple heard the deafening sound. So, this disciple followed the general and came out to check."

Listening to his explanation, Gui Ying’s eyes flickered briefly. "This young master needs to speak with Fairy Bai and Feng Xiyan. Lead the way."

"Yes, Young Master."

Bypassing Wu Ruizhan and the generals, Gui Di led Gui Ying toward the commander’s tent.

As soon as they arrived outside the tent, Gui Ying’s expression darkened. His gaze fell on the thick black mist enveloping the tent, and he cursed again.

"Look at this... if not for those old geezers, things wouldn’t have become this complicated."

Although Gui Di didn’t understand who Gui Ying was referring to, he wisely remained silent.

Seeing Gui Di return with a devilishly handsome young man, the soldiers guarding the tent quickly lifted the flap.

After they entered, the generals also rushed back.

"Generals," the soldiers greeted, opening the tent for them.

Inside the tent, Gui Ying’s expression turned grim the moment he saw Feng Xiyan.

"This is worse than I thought," he muttered as he approached the bed.

Hearing this, Bai Hanyun slowly lifted her head from where it rested against Feng Xiyan’s hand.

Meeting her red, swollen eyes, Gui Ying sighed helplessly. "Fairy Bai... look at you. Your eyes are swollen like a goldfish’s eyes. So ugly."

The moment Bai Hanyun realized he was truly there, her tears fell like rain. Her voice trembled as she begged, "Gui Ying... save him... please... save him..."

Gui Ying’s jaw tightened at the sight. He crouched down and gently patted her trembling shoulder.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Fairy Bai, this young master has a way to save Feng Xiyan, but it comes at a heavy cost."

Hearing this, Bai Hanyun’s eyes lit up instantly. Grabbing his hands, she said, "No matter the cost, I’m willing to pay it. Gui Ying, please, save him."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Gui Ying nodded. "Don’t worry. This young master will do everything I can."

"Gui Ying, what is the price? What do I need to do?" she asked urgently.