"I did say I'd spare you. So I won't make a move on you. But if he makes a move, that's not my doing."
Yang Qi said indifferently.
Immediately, he turned and sprinted into the valley.
A scream of agony echoed from behind.
Yang Jushan swiftly followed.
"Thank you, young brother. If it weren't for you, I couldn't avenge my grudge."
Yang Jushan expressed his gratitude, "Initially, I was only helping because of the Immortal Master's orders. But now, my life, Yang Jushan's, is yours."
"No need to be polite; you've guarded the Secret Realm for me for so many years. I should help you."
Yang Qi smiled.
Immediately, the four stopped speaking and quickened their pace.
...
Deep in the valley, it became increasingly narrow.
Ahead lay a marshland.
A fragrant aroma wafted from afar.
Without asking, that scent is the Nine-section Calamus.
The ground was covered in weeds, and the marsh's position couldn't be seen with the eye; it required human trial.
