Chapter 250
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At that moment, Qing Mengli looked at her daughter with a choked voice and said, “Your father practiced the Jiling Shenyuan Technique many years ago, which resulted in damage to his meridians and a weakened foundation. He suffered a deviation in his cultivation, but fortunately, it was caught in time and suppressed.”
“However, a few years ago, during a battle, he was severely injured. His Tian Gang energy was almost shattered, and the interaction of his internal and external injuries affected the very core of his being.”
“The fourth-grade spiritual alchemists within the Jujian Sect could only suppress it with fourth-grade spiritual pills… but they could not cure it completely.”
Mu Qiqi’s expression froze as she looked at her beloved father. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Clinging desperately to Ye Wushuang’s arms, she pleaded, “Ye Wushuang, you must have a way, don’t you?”
“Qiqi…” Qing Mengli’s face was filled with sorrow.
The Jujian Sect was a powerful entity, just like the Sheng Dan Sect. Even their fourth-grade spiritual alchemists were helpless. Ye Wushuang… was merely a first-grade spiritual alchemist. No matter how impressive his performance had been today, how could he compare to a fourth-grade spiritual alchemist?
Seeing Mu Qiqi’s desperate expression, Ye Wushuang said slowly, “If you trust me, I can give it a try.”
“As for whether your father can be cured, it depends on how long he has been injured!”
Upon hearing Ye Wushuang’s words, both Qing Mengli and Mu Qiqi were stunned.
“Do you really think you can?”
Mu Qiqi wiped away her tears, her excitement palpable.
Ye Wushuang then looked at Mu Junli and said with a smile, “If you trust me, you can try doing what I say right now.”
Mu Junli’s eyes met Ye Wushuang’s, his expression tinged with surprise.
But after a moment, Mu Junli nodded.
In the Qingyun Empire, Mu Junli was a top-tier figure. Within the Jujian Sect, he was one of the ten protectors, holding an extremely high status.
If there was a chance to live…
Who would want to wait for death?
Ye Wushuang immediately instructed, “Sit cross-legged on the ground, face your heart towards the sky, and then release your Tian Gang energy outside your body…”
Ye Wushuang continued to give instructions, and Mu Junli gradually followed them.
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had gone by.
As Ye Wushuang finished his last sentence, Mu Junli slowly brought his hands together.
“Ptooey…”
In the next moment, Mu Junli’s face turned pale, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
“Junli!”
“Father!”
Both Qing Mengli and Mu Qiqi’s faces changed in an instant.
However, Mu Junli raised his hand, wiped his mouth, and looked at the bloodstain on the ground.
The large mouthful of blood contained fragments of internal organs, exuded a dark black color, and was filled with a faint, foul smell.
Mu Junli then pressed his hand against his chest, his face gradually changing.
After a long while, Mu Junli stood up, looked at Ye Wushuang, and said respectfully, “Thank you, Young Master Ye!”
A hero emerges from the young!
Seeing this scene, both Qing Mengli and Mu Qiqi were stunned.
Mu Junli then said with a smile, “Ever since the internal and external injuries began to attack together, every day, my internal organs felt like they were on fire, and I could only rely on spiritual pills to reduce the pain.”
“Just now, following Young Master Ye’s instructions, after spitting out this mouthful of foul blood, the burning sensation has decreased by thirty percent.”
This was an immediate and visible effect!
At this moment, Qing Mengli and Mu Qiqi looked at Ye Wushuang with astonished eyes.
Ye Wushuang, however, said, “Don’t be too optimistic. What I just mentioned is a meditation technique. I can teach it to you. If you practice it every day, it can reduce the scorching and fierce energy inside your body and at least prevent the situation from worsening.”
“But to survive, this alone is not enough.”
Mu Qiqi quickly asked, “Then what else is needed?”
“Naturally, it’s spiritual pills.”
Ye Wushuang continued, “To treat both the internal and external injuries, at least a third-grade spiritual pill is needed. I don’t have the capability to refine it now. However, I can refine some first-grade spiritual pills to make you feel better temporarily…”
“Once I become a third-grade spiritual alchemist, I will help you refine the pills. Since practicing the meditation technique once can already reduce your pain, it seems the injury is not too deep. It should be fine then.”
Mu Qiqi hurriedly said, “So, my father doesn’t have to die?”
