Chen Hao had just entered the Barrier when a purple rift appeared in the air before him, and then Ye Yuqiao, leading Tang Jing, emerged from the rift.

"Boyfriend, get up!" Ye Yuqiao hurriedly helped Chen Hao, who was lying on the ground.

Meanwhile, Tang Jing, full of curiosity, picked up Xie Xiaofeng, who had turned into a puppet, admired him, and exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there a puppet here? It's so cute!"

After finishing her words, Tang Jing couldn't resist hugging the puppet to her chest and asked while looking around the dim corridor, "Speaking of which, where is Xie Xiaofeng? Hasn't he come in yet?"

"The one you're holding in your arms is Xie Xiaofeng!" Chen Hao said.

"Ah!" Tang Jing's face immediately darkened, and then she became furious, throwing the puppet from her arms to the ground. Immediately after, the puppet changed back into Xie Xiaofeng.

"Ouch, that hurt!" Xie Xiaofeng complained while lying on the ground, "Tang Jing, are you crazy? Why on earth did you throw me like that?"

"You, you, you took advantage of me! Jerk!" Tang Jing exclaimed with a flushed face.

Chen Hao was taken aback, then said confusedly, "Huh? What does that have to do with me? When did I take advantage of you?"

Ye Yuqiao, unable to hold back her laughter, muttered softly, "Boyfriend, do you always think they're talking about you whenever someone says 'jerk,' naturally assuming it's you?"

Chen Hao showed a bitter face, at a loss for words.

"It was clearly you who hugged me first, how did it turn into me taking advantage of you?" Xie Xiaofeng retorted as he slowly got up from the ground.

"Then why didn't you speak up?" Tang Jing countered.

"I was just dumbstruck at the moment; I never expected happiness to come so abruptly!" Xie Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders.

"You!" Tang Jing glared at him. After a moment of stunned silence, she stamped her foot and looked at Ye Yuqiao with a wronged expression, "Yuqiao, look, Xie Xiaofeng is bullying me."

Ye Yuqiao smiled faintly, and just as she was about to speak, suddenly, her brows knitted together. She sensed an eerie Yin Qi approaching.

At the same time, Chen Hao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing also turned their heads towards the dark path ahead, where they too, could smell the eerie Yin Qi.

The reason the four of them found the Yin Qi odd was that within it was a strong stench of decay, and there seemed to be traces of Yang Energy amidst it.

At that moment, Chen Hao couldn't help but wonder, "Could this approaching Yin Soul be Yao Qingyuan, the one who sent the letter to me?"

Then, under the four's watchful eyes, a Yin Soul wearing ancient coarse hemp clothes and with hair tied up appeared before them. This Yin Soul was none other than Yao Qingyuan, who had been sent by Luo Pengfei to supervise the Feipeng Sect here and responsible for refining various types of Soul Corpses.

"Why have you come?" Yao Qingyuan asked, his expression calm and composed.

"For a letter!" Chen Hao replied.

Upon hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Yao Qingyuan's eyes, he thought to himself, could it be Zhao Wuji had already handed over that letter to the person who posed a great threat in Luo Pengfei's mouth?

After a pause, Yao Qingyuan asked, "What kind of letter?"

Chen Hao frowned, pondering how to confirm if the Yin Soul in front of him was indeed Yao Qingyuan. Therefore, he directly took out the Soul-collecting Bottle from the small wooden box strapped to his waist and released Zhao Wuji's Yin Soul from inside.

Upon seeing Zhao Wuji, Yao Qingyuan's face lit up with joy, then he looked at Zhao Wuji and asked, "Is he the person I was looking for?"

Zhao Wuji nodded, then turned to Chen Hao and said, "Ye Heng, this is Yao Qingyuan, the very person who entrusted me to deliver the message to you."

"My name is Chen Hao, not Ye Heng!" Chen Hao said coldly.

Zhao Wuji gave a wry smile, then said impatiently, "Now that you have recognized and confirmed each other's identities, I shall return first."

With that, Zhao Wuji voluntarily returned to the Soul-collecting Bottle in Chen Hao's hand.

Upon witnessing this, Chen Hao, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing exchanged glances, all feeling that there was something off about Zhao Wuji. Could it be that he had developed a rapport with the female ghost inside the Soul-collecting Bottle?

"We should not stay here for long. You better come with me quickly!" Yao Qingyuan said.

"Where to?" Chen Hao asked, with a persistent sense of caution in his heart, worried that it might be a trap set by Luo Pengfei for them.

"To the place where I usually refine Soul Corpses!" Yao Qingyuan explained.

Chen Hao looked at Ye Yuqiao, wanting to consult her opinion.

Ye Yuqiao nodded slightly at him, indicating that it would be alright to follow Yao Qingyuan and take a look.

Afterward, Chen Hao and the others followed Yao Qingyuan down the passage. Before long, they arrived at the end of the corridor, where three Barrier entrances appeared before them, each emanating a thick stench of decay.

"This Barrier is used for storing bodies. Every month, Luo Pengfei's men would bring a batch of bodies here. These bodies are all used for the refinement of Soul Corpses; the middle Barrier is the location of the Feipeng Sect, where, aside from a few of Luo Pengfei's wives, the other over four thousand followers are all Soul Corpses; and the rightmost Barrier is my refinement place for Soul Corpses; I usually stay inside," Yao Qingyuan introduced the Barriers one by one to the three of them.

Driven by curiosity, Chen Hao approached the central Barrier of the Feipeng Sect and activated Nether Vision to peer inside. As he had imagined, the inside of the Feipeng Sect was dim, like a huge underground coliseum, with only a cluster of purple Yin Fire hanging from the ceiling, emitting a faint glow.

The Feipeng Sect had five levels, and apart from the top level, which was somewhat meticulously arranged, the other four levels below were quite rudimentary. Moreover, each of the four lower levels was filled with Soul Corpses, all dressed in black robes bearing a large Peng bird emblem on the chest, each with a different expression. Some were staring blankly at one spot, while others were closing their eyes as if in deep sleep, with many excitedly watching two Martial Soul Corpses fighting on the ground floor, waving their arms and shouting loudly.

Just as Chen Hao's gaze was about to leave the Feipeng Sect, suddenly, all the Soul Corpses rose to their feet, and the previously noisy and lively atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Seeing that all the Soul Corpses were looking up at the eastern side of the topmost level—an entrance to a meticulously arranged garden—Chen Hao, filled with curiosity, shifted his gaze to the top level. He saw a line of women dressed flamboyantly walking to the balustrade at the entrance and then waving to the Soul Corpses below.

After observing the line of women carefully, Chen Hao was immediately taken aback.

"Girlfriend, take a quick look at the woman in the middle," Chen Hao silently exclaimed to Ye Yuqiao.

"It's actually her!" Ye Yuqiao sent a surprised response to Chen Hao, "It seems he still has some feelings for her."

At that moment, all the Soul Corpses knelt down and cried out in unison, "Sect Hierarch's wife!"

"Arise!" the woman standing in the middle of the women said. This woman looked exactly like the female ghost in the Soul-collecting Bottle inside the wooden box at Chen Hao's waist.

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