Brother, don't go! The amnesiac sect leader is too clingy!

Letting him leave, even for just a short while, felt like the sky was falling for her.

Lin Yuan turned around, seeing her tear-streaked face, looking so delicate and pitiful, and felt a headache.

"What a clingy little vixen... no, now she's a clingy little pitiful one," he muttered to himself, but his face showed no trace of impatience.

"Be good, don't be scared, Big Brother will be back soon," he tried to comfort her.

"No!" Murong Yue shook her head like a rattle-drum, her grip tightening, afraid that if she let go, Lin Yuan would disappear. "Wherever you go, I'll go! I want to be with you!"

Lin Yuan was utterly helpless.

He looked at Murong Yue's stubborn little face, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Taking her along certainly posed a risk. But leaving her here alone, if something were to happen... and looking at her stance, if he tried to force his way out, he probably wouldn't be able to.

"Fine," Lin Yuan sighed in his heart. "Anyway, she's amnesiac now, like a blank slate, completely unaware of the value of gold thunder bamboo and silver thunder bamboo. Just bring her along, consider her a pretty accessory."

Thinking this, a gentle smile reappeared on his face. He reached out and gently patted the back of Murong Yue's hand, which was gripping his clothes.

"Alright, alright, I'll do as you wish. Big Brother will take you along, is that okay?" His tone was full of doting affection.

"Mm!" Murong Yue finally broke into a smile, nodding heavily, and cautiously released her grip.

Lin Yuan helped her stand up, wrapped his outer robe tightly around her, and said softly, "Your injuries haven't healed. Stay close to me, don't wander off."

"I understand, Big Brother," Murong Yue replied obediently, following closely behind Lin Yuan.

The two walked out of the cave, one in front of the other.

Outside the cave, the light was dim, strange rocks jutted out, and dead trees twisted into various grotesque shapes, like ghostly claws.

Lin Yuan summoned his light feather boat, and the two boarded the Flying Boat. As the Flying Boat just took off, an unstable spatial turbulence struck, causing the boat to sway violently.

"Ah!" Murong Yue exclaimed, losing her footing, her soft body crashing straight into Lin Yuan's back.

Lin Yuan turned around smoothly, holding her steadily in his embrace. Warm fragrance and soft jade filled his arms, and the faint scent of a woman's body wafted to his nose, causing his heart to ripple.

He remained as still as a mountain on the surface, saying in a deep voice, "Stand firm."

Murong Yue's pretty face turned pale with fright, her hands clutching his lapels tightly, almost pressing her entire body against him, completely unaware of anything amiss.

Lin Yuan, while identifying directions using his memory and a map, vigilantly scanned his surroundings, his powerful Divine Sense spreading out, nipping any potential dangers in the bud.

In this place, which for others was a desperate land of nine deaths and one life, he walked with unhurried composure, as if in his own backyard.

This calmness and strength made Murong Yue in his arms feel incredibly secure. She looked at Lin Yuan's broad back, and her heart, which had been anxious and fearful due to her amnesia, gradually calmed down.

Perhaps... having such a Big Brother wasn't so bad after all.

After passing through a forest of jagged strange rocks and circling a bottomless rift valley, Lin Yuan and Murong Yue stopped before a mountain hollow.

The scene before them was completely different from the eerie and treacherous atmosphere of other parts of the Demon Falling Valley.

This place seemed like a pure land blessed by deities. The air contained no poisonous miasma; instead, it was filled with extremely pure lightning-attribute Spiritual Qi. Even a single breath made one's Divine Soul tremble and refreshed the mind.

Within the mountain hollow, a peculiar bamboo forest stood quietly, emitting a hazy glow in the dim light.

Most of the bamboo was entirely silver-white, as if cast from silver, with fine silver electric arcs occasionally leaping between the bamboo leaves, making soft crackling sounds.

And in the deepest part of the bamboo forest, two even more towering and extraordinary bamboos were faintly visible. They were entirely a brilliant golden-red, like burning suns, exuding majestic heavenly might, with golden lightning flowing over their bodies like Dragons and snakes.

silver thunder bamboo, gold thunder bamboo!

"Wow... so beautiful..."

Murong Yue looked at the dreamlike bamboo forest before her, her beautiful eyes shining with wonder, temporarily forgetting her fear. She was like a southern girl seeing snow for the first time, her face filled with novelty and joy.

Lin Yuan's eyes, however, gleamed with greed and fervor.

"I've struck it rich, I've struck it rich... This time, I'll take it all! Not a single strand will be left for anyone else!" Lin Yuan roared in his heart.

"Big Brother, what is this place? These bamboos are so strange, they even glow," Murong Yue asked curiously.

"This is our land of Opportunity," Lin Yuan replied casually, already impatiently bending down to pick up the bamboo leaves on the ground.

His movements were extremely fast, like autumn winds sweeping fallen leaves. Wherever he went, whether it was silver thunder bamboo leaves or golden thunder bamboo leaves, he unceremoniously collected them into his Storage Pouch.

Seeing this, Murong Yue also imitated him, skipping into the bamboo forest to help pick up the shiny, beautiful leaves. Her mind was like that of a young girl at this moment, her clear laughter echoing in the mountain hollow, adding a touch of Life Qi to this silent place.

Lin Yuan watched her cheerful figure, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"It's good that she's amnesiac. Simpletons have simpletons' luck, and she can even help me work. Not bad, not bad. I'll reward you with an extra candied hawthorn later."

Soon, the bamboo leaves on the ground were completely scoured. Lin Yuan's gaze turned towards the towering thunder bamboos themselves.

The leaves were just an appetizer; the bamboos were the real main course.

With a thought, six supreme grade Flying Swords refined from Dragon Materials—the six harmonies sword—hovered beside him, their blades humming, echoing the thunderous power within the bamboo forest.

However, just as he was about to start cutting down one of the outermost silver thunder bamboos, a shrill, distorted scream came from behind him.

"Ah—! Snake! There's a snake!"

Lin Yuan's heart jolted, and he sharply turned his head.

He saw Murong Yue, her face pale with fright, fallen to the ground, pointing at a patch of grass not far away, her body uncontrollably trembling, without even the strength to stand up.

Following the direction of her finger, a large snake, about the thickness of an adult's arm, covered in golden scales, and with a small fleshy horn on its head, slowly emerged from the grass. A pair of golden vertical pupils curiously observed the two uninvited guests.

Its aura was not strong, probably only at the Foundation Establishment Stage level.

But the moment Lin Yuan saw this small golden snake, his scalp tingled, and he was scared out of his wits!

"Don't move! That's a Gilded Thunder Python cub!"

Gilded Thunder Pythons inherently control lightning and grow alongside this lightning bamboo forest, making them the undisputed overlords of this area. Yao Beasts of this level possess extremely high intelligence and are very protective of their young. Killing their cub would inevitably lead to relentless pursuit!

However, his warning was still a step too late.

Murong Yue had a deep-seated fear and aversion to snakes, insects, rodents, and similar creatures. At this moment, her Divine Soul was overwhelmed with fright, and she couldn't hear Lin Yuan's words at all.

Her reaction was an instinct almost carved into her Soul.

She instinctively raised her jade hand, and a fierce palm wind shot out. Although her Cultivation was suppressed and she was severely injured, the foundation of a Nascent Soul Cultivator remained.

The poor Gilded Thunder Python cub, without even time to react, was struck on its vital spot by a palm. With a soft 'snap,' its entire body stiffened, instantly dying.

"Phew... that scared me to death."