Back outside, the cultivation level was still at Monarch Level.

The Elder-level cultivation was gone.

"Indeed, only cultivation cannot be taken out. You can sense progress, feel the fluctuations in cultivation, but there’s no breakthrough. The rest, unburdened, can all be brought out."

Yan Beihan pondered silently in his heart.

Meanwhile, surprised and shocked, he wondered how the Yin-Yang realm accomplished this?

Upon entering, one’s cultivation is stripped away without feeling anything, and upon exiting, it’s still stripped away, again without any sensation. This is simply baffling.

Aunt Hong quietly asked from the side: "How did it feel going in this time?"

Yan Beihan’s eyes reflected memories as he softly replied: "Very wondrous."

Pausing for a moment, she repeated: "... very wondrous."

Aunt Hong’s lips curved into a slight smile: "Did you enjoy it?"

"I did."

"Did you sense any danger?"

Yan Beihan hesitated for a moment, then said: "Danger... indeed there was, but the more dangerous it is, the more unforgettable and enjoyable it becomes."

She remembered how Fang Che risked his life to save her several times during her most perilous moments, letting a smile creep onto her lips.

Aunt Hong asked meaningfully: "Whom did you meet inside?"

Yan Beihan’s alarm bells instantly rang in his heart.

Putting on a smile, she said: "I encountered Feng Yun inside, but then we parted ways. However, these ten years have been very carefree. Aunt Hong, do you know? It’s a complete liberation of mind and body, free from any concerns, except for survival! Very simple. Can you understand this feeling?"

Aunt Hong felt relieved inside; she understood this feeling all too well.

Within the upper ranks of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, everyone was scheming.

On the surface, things seemed calm, but each circle had its own interest fights.

Yan Nan and the old brothers sometimes quarreled back and forth.

Not to mention the more intense struggles between factions, families, and departments below.

For example, the competition between Feng Yun, Feng Xing, Yan Beihan, Chen Yin, and others.

Even Aunt Hong and the members of the Chen Family, Ye Feng, Ye Yun, and the Feng Family, Feng Yi, were always at odds.

If you don’t plot against others, others plot against you. Each level has its victories and failures, resembling the ways of Jianghu.

So she deeply understood Yan Beihan’s exhaustion and ten years of relaxation.

She advised: "Now that you’re out, you should tame that relaxed feeling. You need to rein it in."

"Yes."

Yan Beihan nodded obediently.

After fooling through, she exhaled a sigh of relief.

Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao were both silent, neither speaking nor moving.

They all waited for the Guardian’s representative to appear.

Each had different expressions; Xue Fuxiao was somewhat anxious, Duan Xiyang appeared calm, but in reality, they felt the same.

Why hasn’t that guy come out yet?

The Yin Yang Gate still flickered.

Under the watchful eyes of all, finally...

Dongyun Yu rushed out suddenly, relieved, "Out, out... finally out."

Xue Fuxiao’s body nearly stood up, but he sat back down, a bit bewildered.

Who’s this guy, why is he unfamiliar?

Then Fang Che also emerged from the Light Gate, both white and black lights flashed, everyone remained silent, Fang Che was momentarily stunned, why is it so quiet? Shouldn’t it be lively at this moment?

At this point, a voice asked: "Fang Che, what have you gained?"

Fang Che looked towards the sound, his heart suddenly grew tense.

Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang were actually sitting over there.

Duan Xiyang had already restored his original appearance.

No wonder, no wonder.

These two Great Gods, including Feng Yunqi, who would dare speak?

"Ashamed, I’ve let Lord Xue down, the harvest was little this time. After all, very few of us Guardians entered, and we received no advance notice, making it quite passive. Dongyun Yu and I inside were solitary, weak, and achieved little."

Fang Che said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ziwei instantly felt his anger rise.

You really think Xue Fuxiao knows nothing? You report so detailed right off the bat, why not just say: Lord Xue, please settle accounts with the Heavenly Palace and Hell quickly, they’ve bullied us!

Xue Fuxiao’s eyes showed a smile, though he maintained a righteous facade: "Indeed, although this trial was opened on the Guardian’s territory, the Guardians received no prior notice, making it rather hard to justify. You two fought alone within, truly enduring hardships."

Dongyun Yu and Fang Che both bowed: "We fight for the Guardian’s honor, we are not weary!"

Xue Fuxiao nodded secretly and said: "Fang Che, you’ve brought a ring out, did you also collect a pile of Yin-Yang realm wood?"

Fang Che was momentarily stunned, he hadn’t mentioned it, yet Lord Xue already knew.

Is Lord Xue’s brain working so well?

He promptly nodded and said: "I feared shaming the Guardians, so, having no gains, I collected some wood."

Then added: "Dongyun Yu did the same, just collected some wood."

Xue Fuxiao frowned and said: "You two wasted such an opportunity, barely entered once, yet just chopped some wood... never mind, hand it over to me. Since it’s just a pile of wood, don’t embarrass yourselves publicly."

Thus, Fang Che and Dongyun Yu handed over the Space Rings, Xue Fuxiao waved from the ninth floor, the two rings reached his hand.

Fang Che gave away a ring from the Yin-Yang realm without a second thought.

But Dongyun Yu handed over his own ring, now looking at Xue Fuxiao with longing and a pitiful look.

Xue Fuxiao’s Divine Sense swept over Fang Che’s ring, instantly delighted beyond measure, his face flushed briefly with excitement, then returned to normal.