"Eh?" Di Nufeng turned sharply and saw a young man in black robes standing behind her.0

He held several neatly wrapped meal boxes in one hand, the aroma of freshly cooked dishes drifting gently into the air. He had pulled down his hood, revealing a familiar face—handsome, with bright and clear eyes.0

It was none other than her beloved disciple.0

"Chu Liang?" she asked in surprise. "How did you get out?"0

"The Celestial Northern Prison never really restricted my personal freedom," Chu Liang said with a smile. "I just have to avoid being seen when I go out and make sure to check in before dawn every night."0

Ever since the Noble Dharma put forward the proposal, the Divine Nine and the Terrestrial Ten had engaged in extensive discussions before finally voting to approve the operation.0

The reason it took so long was because several high-ranking figures within the immortal sects still had lingering doubts about the matter.0

Once the Demon God’s life essence...0