Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue decided to wait for the young man to return and find an opportunity to ask clearly. A few days later, the young man returned to the cave. Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue mustered up the courage to stop him. "Senior, who exactly are you? Why did you bring us here? And, where do you go every time in the dead of night?" Shen Jingqi asked in one breath. The young man looked at them, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Actually, I am the Guardian of your family. Your family used to be a powerful Cultivation Clan, but due to a great calamity, the family was exterminated, with only you two surviving. I have been searching for you, wanting to protect you and help you revive the family." Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue were very surprised upon hearing this, not expecting that they would have such a background in this world. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 "Could it be a coincidence, we just look alike," Lin Yue muttered after the young man left. Shen Jingqi also nodded, "No matter what, we still need to work hard to cultivate." One night, while Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue were cultivating, suddenly, a burst of noise broke the silence of the cave. They walked out of the cave, only to see a group of black-cloaked assailants charging toward them. Standing in front of the cave, the night wind howled past them, making their clothes flutter but unable to blow away the overwhelming killing intent. "Hmph, you two little brats, today is your death day." The leader of the black-cloaked assailants said viciously, his voice hoarse and sinister, his eyes flashing fiercely in the night, like a wolf staring at its prey, fixedly staring at Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue. At this moment, the young man's figure appeared in front of them. He stood with his back to Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue, coldly watching the black-cloaked assailants, his voice low and icy, "You finally came, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The black-cloaked assailants showed a hint of surprise upon seeing the young man, but quickly returned to their fierce demeanor, "So it's you, you traitor, today we will deal with you together." With that, the black-cloaked assailants charged at the young man like tigers descending the mountain. In an instant, blades flashed, and the sound of battle shook the sky. The young man moved nimbly, moving freely among the black-cloaked assailants, each strike carrying a fierce killing intent. Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue refused to be outdone, brandishing their weapons and joining the battle. Shen Jingqi's long sword thrust like a dragon emerging from the sea, directly piercing the vital points of the black-cloaked assailants. However, the number of black-cloaked assailants was overwhelming, surging wave after wave like a tide. Although the young man was powerful, he gradually found it difficult to cope. Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue were even more wounded in many places, their clothes stained with blood. Just as the battle reached a stalemate, suddenly, a dazzling light descended from the sky, knocking all the black-cloaked assailants back. Everyone felt a powerful force coming at them, causing them to fall to the ground. Looking up, they saw a White-clothed Immortal appearing in the air. The Immortal was dressed in a flowing white robe, with a face carrying a kind of serene tranquility beyond the mundane world, but with eyes revealing endless majesty. He gazed at the crowd and slowly said, "Stop fighting; this grievance should come to an end." The young man and the black-cloaked assailants stopped their actions upon seeing the White-clothed Immortal and respectfully saluted. The young man's eyes flashed with joy as he said, "Senior, you've finally arrived." The black-cloaked assailants were filled with terror, with one tremblingly saying, "Senior, this is our grudge with them, please do not interfere." The White-clothed Immortal snorted coldly and said, "I am well aware of the grievance between you. But today, the fate of these two children is closely related to this grievance; how can I stand by and do nothing?" With that, the White-clothed Immortal looked at Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue and said, "Come with me, I will tell you the whole truth." The White-clothed Immortal led Shen Jingqi, Lin Yue, and the young man to an imposing palace. The palace was majestic and grandiose, with tightly closed doors. The White-clothed Immortal walked to the door, muttering incantations, then formed a seal with his hands, a light flashed, and the door slowly opened. The White-clothed Immortal stepped inside first, Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue exchanged a glance, then cautiously followed him in. The young man stayed at the entrance. Inside the palace, the lights were bright, with paintings depicting various scenes hanging on the walls. The floor was paved with smooth marble, reflecting a soft glow. The White-clothed Immortal led them to a room, pushed open the door, and entered. In the secret chamber were some ancient books and Magical Treasures, with a large crystal ball in the center emitting colorful lights. The White-clothed Immortal walked to the crystal ball and gently waved his sleeve, causing the light on the crystal ball to become more dazzling. In the chamber, filled with a mysterious atmosphere, the flickering candlelight cast long shadows of the ancient books and Magical Treasures. The large crystal ball at the center emitted colorful lights, like a magical orb, attracting everyone's attention. With a light step, the White-clothed Immortal slowly walked to the crystal ball. His sleeve billowed with the wind, as if carrying an air of transcendence. He gently waved his sleeve, and the crystal ball's light instantly became more dazzling, the flickering light seemingly concealing countless secrets. "Children, look." The White-clothed Immortal's voice was gentle yet deep, with an irrefutable magic, pointing to the crystal ball as he spoke. Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue originally stood to the side, their faces full of curiosity and anticipation. Hearing the White-clothed Immortal's call, they immediately moved closer, their eyes fixed on the crystal ball. In the crystal ball, scenes slowly emerged like a movie. It was a powerful Cultivation Clan, filled with experts, each person exuding a powerful aura. They were dressed in luxurious attire, walking in the family courtyard, either sparring or exchanging cultivation insights, renowned across the land, as if they were the rulers of the continent. However, the scene suddenly changed, and a great calamity descended. A group of mysterious black-cloaked assailants entered the family like specters. They were dressed in black robes, faces covered with black veils, revealing only cold and fierce eyes. Wielding sharp blades, they launched into a frenzied slaughter like wolves and tigers. The family members fell one by one, blood staining the earth. Screams and shouts intertwined, forming a tragic and horrific picture. Children cried in fear, and the elders shouted in despair, but all to no avail. The blades of the black-cloaked assailants fell mercilessly, taking one life after another. In the end, only two children were left in the scene, huddled in a corner, trembling with fear and despair in their eyes. At that moment, a mysterious figure appeared. He wore a black cloak and a silver mask, his face obscured. With a gentle wave of his hand, he took the two children away, disappearing into the darkness.