Chapter 908

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Upon hearing these words, Su Chenyang let out a bitter smile and said, “My lord, actually, it’s not that Master Siyin cannot solve my problem. It’s just that… even though I know the solution, I simply cannot achieve it!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang looked at Siyin and Su Chenyang with curiosity.

Master Siyin spoke slowly, “Old Su’s injuries accumulated over the years as we fled, with various poison wounds and traumas from others’ spiritual energy attacks. It’s quite a complex situation…”

“Only an eighth-grade spirit pill—the Xuantian Qingling Pill—can resolve his long-standing ailments, injuries, and toxins.”

“The ingredients needed for the Xuantian Qingling Pill are primarily Tianjinsha, Taichu Ming Shi, Jiu Jie Pu Chang, Ba Luo Xue Shen, and Yin Hun Lian. Any one of these five is extremely difficult to find!”

These five heavenly and earthly spiritual materials are somewhat easier to find than the Undying Fushang Wood, the Nine Abysses Iron Cold Ice, or the Bingji Tian Ti Paste. However, even so, gathering all five of these heavenly and earthly spiritual materials is incredibly challenging! Unless one searches in the Central Continent of Tianyun.

But over the years, the Spirit Sword Pavilion has likely never given up searching for them. If they were to return to the Central Continent, they would probably be found by the nine elders of the Spirit Sword Pavilion before they even had a chance to look for the medicinal materials!

Ye Wushuang furrowed her brows and then said, “Let me take a look.”

With that, Ye Wushuang began to examine Su Chenyang. The reason Su Chenyang was able to leave the mountains this time was because Ye Wushuang had obtained the Lihun Pearl, which had stabilized Su Chenyang’s condition for now. However, Su Chenyang’s situation was far from suitable for taking action. Otherwise, he would lose his life. He was not much better off than Yin Shenghao.

After a long while, Ye Wushuang finished her examination, picked up the teacup on the table, and sighed. If Yin Shenghao was on the brink of death, like a dilapidated house that could collapse at any moment, then Su Chenyang’s body was like a broken-down temple, leaking from all sides, unable to protect against the wind and rain, and even decaying under the sun and rain.

“Indeed, only the eighth-grade spirit pill, the Xuantian Qingling Pill, can completely eliminate all of Chenyang’s injuries and toxins.”

Upon hearing this, Su Chenyang felt a sense of disappointment. Although Master Siyin had said that an eighth-grade spirit pill was almost impossible, he had still harbored some hope. He had hoped to encounter the Saintly Heavenly Lord again, who might have other ways with his great abilities. But now that Ye Wushuang had spoken, Su Chenyang’s last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

An eighth-grade spirit pill! It was too difficult to refine. Even if Siyin could refine it, without the main ingredients, it was like a skillful housewife without rice—hopeless.

Su Chenyang then laughed with a sense of resignation and said, “Now that my lord has returned safely, I can wait.”

“When my lord returns to his peak and takes revenge on the Spirit Sword Pavilion, the materials for the Xuantian Qingling Pill can be gathered and successfully refined.”

Master Siyin looked at Su Chenyang seriously and said, “I think your current condition might not last until then.”

Su Chenyang looked at Siyin with a strange expression. This woman, always so sarcastic!

Ye Wushuang also said earnestly, “I think so too.”

What?

Even my lord says so?

Su Chenyang’s face froze in surprise.

“At my current ninth level of the Tengang realm, even if I were to return to my peak as quickly as possible, it would still take five to ten years. You won’t live that long!”

Su Chenyang said with a bitter face, “To gain my life is to lose my fortune. I am content just to see my lord again.”

“Hahaha…”

At this moment, Ye Wushuang laughed and said, “Alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”

Su Chenyang was taken aback.

“Although I can’t cure you now, I can definitely help you live a few more years. You’ll be able to hold on.”

“Moreover, while the Xuantian Qingling Pill is hard to find, if we have the Jiutian Xueming Dew, your condition will improve significantly.”

Jiutian Xueming Dew?

Ye Wushuang continued, “Your body is like a broken-down temple now, with a leaking roof, drafts from all sides, and full of weeds and broken wood inside, in complete disarray.”

“But if we have the Jiutian Xueming Dew, at least we can fix the leaking roof and the drafts, and gather all your problems into one place.”

“In essence, it will consolidate all the issues. Although it won’t restore you to your peak, it will at least ensure that your life force won’t continue to drain away.”

Su Chenyang’s face was filled with hope.

This meant that if they could find the Jiutian Xueming Dew, he would at least be able to stabilize his condition until Ye Wushuang grew stronger and was able to cure him.

“My lord, where can we find the Jiutian Xueming Dew?”

If this too had to be sought in the Central Continent of Tianyuan, then it was almost hopeless.