However, so children, due to their inability to control their Spiritual Power, experience an exceptionally difficult molting process, which can even be life-threatening.
Almost every ti a molting occurs, there are young mbers of the Xuan Turtle Race who co close to death because they can’t molt, and so are dood never to advance further, only to die.
So when Xuan You of the Xuan Turtle Race discovered Li Ye’s magic oil, he was extrely excited and thrilled.
But this was not a reason for Su Yu to disturb Li Ye.
She knew Li Ye’s character, and unless it was sothing particularly important, he would definitely not ignore the ssages from the Steward Hall; he was likely either imrsed in a spiritual awakening or occupied with other matters.
Moreover, the Xuan Turtle Race has always been slow-paced and hasn’t given an exact ti, which is the only annoying trait of the Xuan Turtle Race.
Thus, Su Yu reassured, "Once I hear from Nephew Li, I will notify you imdiately.
Taoist Friend Xuan, please take those little ones to our Guest Welcoming Mountain to rest for a while."
"Alas." Xuan Xuan could only nod, cupping his hands, "Then I’ll trouble Taoist Friend Su."
At this mont, she was already angry with the slow-moving elders in her clan.
Clearly, they were trying hard to find a solution to their predicant, yet those elders were still leisurely discussing and negotiating.
It seems Xuan You was indeed right.
Those old turtles have seriously hindered the developnt of the Xuan Turtle Race.
Even if they had contributed in the past, now they must be sent off to retirent.
After seeing off the emissary of the Xuan Turtle Race, Su Yu shook a small bell. Before long, a black-clothed young man with a Sword Box on his back appeared before her.
"Taoist Friend." Su Yu gestured with her hand, "I wonder what brings you to our Four Seasons Sect. Please sit and speak slowly."
The black-clothed youth nodded and, upon sitting down, directly asked, "Is Li Ye of your sect currently within the sect?"
"Hm?"
Why is soone else looking for Li Ye again?
Su Yu’s expression must have been too obvious, as the Sword Cultivator spoke without waiting for her question:
"My junior fellow disciple, Wei Qingye, has encountered so trouble."
"Previously, it was Li Ye from your sect who helped treat him."
"I hope Li Ye can help him again, and I owe him a favor."
Upon hearing this, Su Yu frowned. She was aware of this matter, but it was evident that the Sword Cultivator nad Wei Qingye was a person of Qi Fortune at Celestial Vein Sword Mountain.
Helping once is a coincidence.
Continuing to help might harm Nephew Li’s Qi Fortune, right?
After all, it’s not easy being the benefactor of a Sword Cultivator as these folks have such sharp Qi Fortune that they might harm others or themselves if not careful.
"Nephew Li is currently in seclusion." Su Yu shook her head, "I cannot reach him either."
Perhaps this sudden seclusion of Li Ye is a heavenly warning to avoid this matter?
Those with Qi Fortune always have so unbelievable traits.
The Sword Cultivator’s brow furrowed, and his normally steely face showed signs of anxiety: "Is there truly no way? I could have a Nascent Soul..."
Before he could finish, Su Yu sharply interrupted, "Taoist Friend, mind your words.
Our sect’s disciples undergoing seclusion for spiritual awakening is a major event. Even if you bring a Nascent Soul here, it is impossible to force him to co out imdiately."
Her voice was cold: "The Four Seasons Sect and Celestial Vein Sword Mountain have always had a good relationship, and True Man Suoxing, Nephew Li’s master, is still in the Southern Domain."
This instantly cald the Sword Cultivator.
He realized he had been too anxious.
He almost blurted out the idea of inviting a Nascent Soul True Man from his sect to co.
If he had said those words, not only would the Four Seasons Sect be infuriated, but he himself would certainly be in trouble within his sect.
Who in the vast Cultivation Realm dares to force the Four Seasons Sect?
"I misspoke."
He cupped his hands and saluted, "But my junior fellow disciple’s situation is indeed urgent. Before this, I already sought help from True Man Zhou of your sect, but even he was powerless.
Taoist Friend..."
As he was about to say more, Su Yu glanced at the Jade Talisman that began to pulsate nearby.
Her expression was sowhat complex.
"...Nephew Li has erged from seclusion."
"Bring your people here, and I will have Nephew Li take a look."
The timing was just too coincidental.
Just as she was preparing to flatly refuse, Li Ye happened to erge from seclusion.
Could there actually be an unseen Qi Fortune at work here?
...
After a good sleep, Li Ye was full of energy.
When he arrived via the spatial portal to the Steward Hall, he saw a pale Wei Qingye lying weakly on the side, blood on his lips.
Beside him sat True Man Su and another Black-clothed True Man, each wearing a different expression.
Why do you seem to be more severely injured every ti we et?
Li Ye slightly furrowed his brow, already understanding why he had been summoned.
"Disciple Li Ye greets the two True n."
He slightly bowed in reverence.
True Man Su nodded, "This gentleman is a True Man from Celestial Vein Sword Mountain in the Southern Domain. He wishes for you to help examine his junior fellow disciple; just do your best."
The Sword Cultivator True Man followed with, "Friend Li, do your best, no matter what I owe you a favor."
Hearing this, Li Ye imdiately sensed sothing was amiss.
It seems Wei Qingye’s condition is quite serious, for it would require a True Man to extend a favor; everyone knows how rare it is to receive the acknowledgnt of a Sword Cultivator!
His expression turned serious right away, "I will certainly do my best!"
With that, he approached Wei Qingye, and upon getting closer, he noticed tiny clusters of bamboo growing on the Sword Cultivator’s exposed skin.
These bamboos were densely packed, sowhat discomforting to behold.
But these bamboos were not Sword Vein Bamboo Shoots.
[Na]: Soul-Saving Bamboo
[Mood]: Agitated
[State]: Eager to grow, continuously siphoning the cultivator’s Essence Blood and soul as nutrients until it wilts.
He pondered for a mont, cautiously advancing his Divine Sense.
Initially, the storm-like violent Sword Qi surrounding Wei Qingye prevented him from getting close.
But before long, a refreshing aura from the bamboo guided his Divine Sense into Wei Qingye’s body, revealing his internal condition to Li Ye.
This scene was observed by the Black-clothed Sword Cultivator not far away, whose face imdiately showed a joyful expression.
True Man Su, noticing this as well, could only sigh and think perhaps Wei Qingye’s life was indeed blessed not to end here.
And, of course, Li Ye was unaware of what the two True n were considering.
He now saw the condition inside Wei Qingye’s body—
In his ridians grew countless bamboo stalks, densely packed, firmly restricting the flow of Wei Qingye’s Divine Sense and Spiritual Power.
His Sword Vein Bamboo Shoot was trapped within the Dantian, struggling to resist.
But it obviously couldn’t hold out much longer.
The Sword Vein Bamboo Shoot, upon sensing Li Ye’s presence, actually exhibited a faint trace of grievance, as if pathetically waiting for his rescue.
This left Li Ye sowhat exasperated.
How am I supposed to rescue you!
Completely clueless, he could only describe what he observed and seek the opinions of the two True n.
After he finished speaking, the Black-clothed Sword Cultivator’s face brightened with a touch of joy: "Earlier, True Man Zhou told that resolving this requires using Divine Techniques to rapidly grow the Soul-Saving Bamboo to its wilting stage."
"However, he couldn’t infuse his Divine Sense into Qingye’s body. The Sword Vein Bamboo Shoot actively protects its master; unless it’s eradicated, not even a Nascent Soul can enter."
He took a deep breath, actually standing up and walking toward Li Ye, cupping his hands to salute, "Please help my junior fellow disciple with the Soul-Saving Bamboo, Little Friend."
Li Ye quickly stepped aside, "Taoist Friend Wei and I are considered to have fate; if I can help, I surely will... I do indeed have a thod to rapidly grow Spirit Plants.
But can Taoist Friend Wei truly withstand the Essence Blood and Mana absorption by the Soul-Saving Bamboo during its rapid growth?"
"That’s not a problem." The Black-clothed Sword Cultivator broke into a relieved smile.
"Qingye is both my junior brother and my biological brother; we cultivate the sa Dharma thod, and our bloodlines are connected.
I will use my Essence Blood and Mana to feed the Soul-Saving Bamboo.
Please do your best, Little Friend."
As he spoke, the Black-clothed Sword Cultivator ford a sword with his fingers and sliced a cut on his wrist. The Essence Blood and Mana belonging to the Golden Core True Man encircled the unconscious Wei Qingye, emitting vitality-filled ripples.
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