How could this possibly be?
Who was this enigmatic woman?
The fact that she possessed sothing capable of repairing spiritual roots was simply astonishing.
In his current state, Yan Wuji felt that within 15 minutes, his wounds and spiritual roots would be completely restored. He could sense the rekindling of his cultivation ability.
However…
Cultivating with a healthy spiritual root was not a difficult task.
Yan Wuji's anger dissipated, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude. He was about to rise and kneel before Gu Chaoyan to express his appreciation.
But it seed as though Gu Chaoyan had anticipated his intentions. With her slender fingers, she gently pressed him back down. "Stay still. Let your spiritual root fully recover first."
"…."
"The news of your damaged spiritual root has already spread, and the people from the Shenyou Dynasty are inquiring about it. They likely want to verify its authenticity. If they confirm it, the Yan Family will be stripped of everything. We need to restore your spiritual root and drive them away before that happens," Gu Chaoyan explained to Yan Wuji, aware that he had just regained consciousness and was unaware of recent events.
Yan Wuji's expression betrayed his anger, but he refrained from taking any action.
Gu Chaoyan admired his self-restraint.
This man possessed remarkable temperant. With a higher level of spiritual roots, he would undoubtedly achieve great heights in his cultivation journey.
But for now, he possessed only a Heavenly Spiritual Root.
Huang Fu had once ntioned that no matter how exceptional one's understanding, there were limits to comprehension.
However, Gu Chaoyan kept her thoughts to herself.
It was rely her own observation, one that didn't require voicing aloud.
"I have seen the man who inflicted this upon . He bears the symbol of the royal family on his sleeves, confirming his affiliation. The audacity of the dynasty's mbers to co here in haste, seeking confirmation, truly displays their shalessness. Once I have fully recovered, I will dedicate myself to cultivation and exact revenge for the injustice done to !" Yan Wuji declared with unwavering determination.
mbers of the royal family.
Why had they hard Yan Wuji?
And there were many others within the Yan Family who had suffered injuries at the hands of that sa family.
Gu Chaoyan felt a deep sense of confusion and a desire to seek answers.
She was about to speak up…
But suddenly, a loud commotion echoed from outside, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps. Monts later, a man dressed in elaborate brocade burst into the room, followed closely by mbers of the Yan Family.
Despair etched across their faces.
Previously, there had been a glimr of hope that they could delay the palace officials, but their efforts had proven futile. Now that the official had arrived, they would undoubtedly discover Yan Wuji's damaged spiritual root, spelling doom for the Yan Family.
Despite the ancestors having dispatched a ssenger, Gu Chaoyan was still in seclusion, unaware of the dire situation.
What would beco of the Yan Family, left to fend for themselves?
The haughty deacon entered, pointing directly at Yan Wuji. "I have heard of your damaged spiritual root, and the palace has sent to verify its veracity. If it is indeed true, rest assured, the palace will seek justice on your behalf."
Seek justice?
Hah…
Those who had inflicted harm upon Yan Wuji hailed from the royal family; justice was not sothing to be expected.
"Officer, my son…" Yan Lin attempted to interject.
The deacon forcefully pushed him aside. "Get out of here!"
"Yan Wuji, reveal the state of your spiritual roots!"
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