“Young Master…”

Song Fengquan rushed over to Jiang Xiaobai, who had fainted and collapsed.

He caught him just as Jiang Xiaobai fell, holding him in his arms.

Looking at the several bloody holes in Jiang Xiaobai’s body, his eyes reddened and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

However, he quickly thought of something, raised his head to look at the incredibly beautiful woman, and immediately knelt on the ground, knocking his head on the floor: “Please, fairy, save my young master, please save my young master.”

He had seen it clearly.

The flying sword arrived first, followed by the person it belonged to.

The difference in time between these two events was several breaths.

Those who practice internal martial arts do not have such miraculous methods, only those legendary immortals can do this.

The stunningly beautiful woman watched Song Fengquan kowtowing without saying a word.

At this moment, another figure swiftly approached, landing not far away.

This was also a young woman of fine age. Although she didn’t possess the absolute beauty of the woman in white, her aura was also exceptionally outstanding.

“Master!”

The woman bowed respectfully to the woman in white, a flash of confusion in her eyes.

She hadn’t expected her master to suddenly speed up and end up here.

However, when she noticed Song Fengquan kowtowing and Jiang Xiaobai, covered in blood, she understood.

Her gaze swept over the beast that lay on the ground and couldn’t help but mutter, “Huh, how can there be beasts in this outer mountain area?”

Speaking, her gaze turned towards the woman and said: “Master, they…”

“Don’t bother with them; let’s go back to the sect!”

The beautiful woman’s voice was cold and moving.

Having said this, she prepared to leave.

“Please, fairy, wait a moment!”

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Song Fengquan urgently spoke up: “My… my young master’s fiancée entered your Cloud Sword Sect half a year ago. Her name is Xiao Shuyun.”

“Please, on her account, save my young master…”

Song Fengquan continued to kowtow as he spoke.

Xiao Shuyun?

The stunningly beautiful woman seemed unaffected, but the woman who came later obviously recognized the name and showed a flash of surprise.

Immediately, she turned her gaze towards the beautiful woman and said, “Master, Xiao Shuyun is a disciple under the Third Elder, with good qualifications.”

Pausing, as if thinking of something, she then whispered a few words quietly in front of the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman frowned and fell silent for a moment. Looking at the kowtowing Song Fengquan, her clear and moving voice finally rang out, “Yaoyao, go check his constitution!”

“Yes, Master!”

The latter woman respectfully nodded, then stepped forward.

It was only now that she noticed Jiang Xiaobai’s appearance, and her eyes blinked.

What a handsome young man.

However… Jiang Xiaobai’s complexion was pale, and despite being so young, his hair was a mix of black and white, a clear sign he was frail and prone to illness.

With a sense of compassion, the woman lifted her hand and pressed a stone onto Jiang Xiaobai’s abdominal area.

Following a strange glow, the color started changing, finally settling on white.

“His spiritual root is quite ordinary…”

The woman spoke with a hint of a sigh. After putting the stone away, she stepped aside and asked in a low voice, “Master, what shall we do with him?”

“The snow is heavy and seals the mountain. For these two mortals to have made it here is also a stroke of fate!”

The beautiful woman glanced at Jiang Xiaobai, hesitated, and then spoke faintly, “Give him a healing pill, and take him to Elder Huang!”

After speaking, the beautiful woman said no more. She lightly stepped and her beautiful figure soared into the sky.

In just a moment, her graceful figure disappeared from the spot.

“You are lucky!”

The woman turned her gaze back to the delighted Song Fengquan and said, “My master has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, hehe. If it were someone else, she wouldn’t bother with you at all!”

After speaking, the woman took out a pill bottle, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Jiang Xiaobai’s mouth.

It could be seen that the bloody wounds on Jiang Xiaobai’s body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The woman smiled and looked at Song Fengquan, saying, “Our sect forbids outsiders from entering, so…I can only take your young master with me!”

“My young master is frail. I implore you, fairy, to take good care of him!”

After hearing this, Song Fengquan continued to kowtow.

“Giggle, I’m not a fairy!”

The woman smiled, her lips rosy, as she picked up Jiang Xiaobai and was about to leave when Song Fengquan handed her an envelope from his bosom, saying, “This letter is from our family head to the young master!”

“Alright, when he wakes up, I’ll give it to him!”

The woman took the envelope. As her figure rose into the sky, she left a message behind: “Old man, you should go down the mountain early; a blizzard is coming in the next few days!”

In just a moment, her figure disappeared from Song Fengquan’s line of sight.

Song Fengquan stood there for a long time, then with tears in his eyes, he rushed down the mountain, his elderly voice filled with excitement: “My young master has also entered the immortal gates!”

“My young master has entered the immortal gates…”

…

Time passed, unknown how long had gone by.

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly woke from his coma with a start.

As he sat up, his body was covered in sweat.

His clothing had been soaked by it.

“You’re awake?”

A surprised voice caused Jiang Xiaobai to lift his head.

It was only now that he noticed the changes in his surroundings.

He was in a room adorned with ancient decor.

And the person who spoke, sitting on the bed opposite him, was also a young man.

Dressed in a Confucian robe, he had a very gentle appearance.

“How did I end up here, who are you?”

Jiang Xiaobai was understandably puzzled when facing this stranger.

“Oh, my name is Zhou Bin!”

The young man smiled, stood up, and brought a bowl of medicine over from the table, saying, “After you drink this medicine, I’ll take you to see our Elder Huang!”

“Elder Huang? Who is that?”

Jiang Xiaobai was confused.

Did he travel through time again?

“Oh, he is the elder in charge of the spirit nurturing grounds of our Cloud Sword Sect!”

The young man replied with a smile, “He manages everything here!”

“Cloud Sword Mountains, Cloud Sword Sect…”

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly understood.

He remembered nearly being eaten by that beast before fainting and being saved by a fairy in white clothing.

Could it be that he had been taken into the legendary immortal gates?

If he had entered the immortal gates, did that mean his illness could be cured?

In his shock, something suddenly occurred to Jiang Xiaobai and he anxiously said, “Wait, where is old man Song?”

“Old man Song?”

Zhou Bin looked confused and replied, “I haven’t seen him. When you were brought here, it was just you alone!”

Just me alone?

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned; could it be that old man Song had gone back down the mountain?

“Hehe, I was the same when I arrived! It takes some getting used to!”

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai’s dazed state, Zhou Bin couldn’t help but smile and said, “You’ll get used to it after a while, and besides, our Cloud Sword Sect has a three-day home visitation period every year!”

“If you miss home, after a year, just go back and take a look!”

Having said this, Zhou Bin handed the bowl of medicine to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai hesitated, then drank the brew in one gulp.

He had expected the medicine to be bitter, but to his surprise, it was unusually sweet.

This was a complete contrast to any medicine he had ever taken before.

Moreover, once the medicine reached his stomach, it filled him with a warm sensation that flowed through his entire body, making his breathing smoother, and restored a lot of his strength.

“Let’s go, I will take you to see Elder Huang now!”

After placing the soup bowl back on the table, Zhou Bin looked at Jiang Xiaobai and smiled.

“Oh, okay!”

Jiang Xiaobai stood up from the bed, following Zhou Bin out of the room.

When he left the room, Jiang Xiaobai’s expression gradually shifted from calm to stunned.

In the misty rain, verdant greenery stretched as far as the eye could see.

The occasional cry of cranes could be heard, and a flock of celestial cranes was seen flying into the distance.

Such a scene was something one might not even encounter in a dream.

“Don’t be too amazed!”

Zhou Bin, seeing Jiang Xiaobai standing still like a statue, said with a smile, “You’ll get used to these things after you’ve lived and practiced here for some time.”

Jiang Xiaobai snapped out of his daze and dumbfoundedly looked at Zhou Bin, “You mean I… I can also cultivate and become an immortal?”