Jiang Xun stood with his hands behind his back by the window, looking up at the unchanging gloomy black mist above the underworld, and slowly asked, "How is she?"

An old man in black, with an extremely strange appearance and only half of his body remaining, knelt on the ground. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "Your Majesty, I am truly powerless to cure Fairy Lu's condition."

Jiang Xun's hand clenched instinctively, his body paused slightly, and his eyes were unfathomable. "What did you say?"

"No way?"

"As a healer from the underworld, how could you possibly have no solution?"

The doctor sighed helplessly and said, "Your Majesty, I am a ghost, not a god."

"Fairy Lu's heart meridian was slightly corroded by a wisp of resentment from the River of Oblivion. Although Your Majesty promptly infused Fairy Lu with the blood of the Ghost King to dispel the resentment from the River of Oblivion within her, she is, after all, a human cultivator. No matter how skilled I am in medicine, I cannot cure her."

However, one thing is strange. Logically, any cultivator who is tainted by the resentment of the River of Oblivion should not live more than three days, but apart from not being able to wake up, Fairy Lu's condition is relatively stable for the time being.

Could it be... that Fairy Lu possesses some kind of treasure?

Jiang Xun turned around and looked down at him, remaining silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Is there really no other way?"

The doctor pondered for a long time, then finally shook his head.

Just then, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up, but the next second he swallowed the words that were about to come out.

This method won't work!

Jiang Xun narrowed his long, thin eyes, radiating a chilling aura, and walked step by step to him, looking down at him condescendingly. "Is that so?"

The surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped, and a strong wind blew inside the hall.

The healer's expression changed slightly, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he lowered his head even further. "Your Majesty... what do you mean by this?"

Jiang Xun's eyes flashed with malice. He raised his hand, and countless black mists appeared, transforming into a large net that tightened and trapped the old ghost kneeling on the ground. He said coldly, "Don't think I don't know you have a way?"

The old doctor's wrinkled face trembled a few times, and he looked up at Jiang Xun with a pleading expression, "Your Majesty, this method won't work..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun's aura suddenly dropped even further, and the coldness in his eyes intensified. He spoke each word clearly, "Medical Ghost, do you dare to disobey orders?"

The healer's pupils contracted, and his lips trembled as he opened and closed them, "...Your Majesty, this won't work."

He instinctively wanted to say something, but then raised his hand to cover his mouth and shook his head violently. "This method... sigh..."

Jiang Xun stared coldly at him, "Medical Ghost, you know that once I set my mind on something, I will never let go!"

The doctor froze, then fell silent for a long time.

The wind outside the hall gently blew the copper bells under the eaves of the long corridor, making them tinkle.

The faintest sigh dissipated in the wind.

"Since Your Majesty insists, then this old man will simply let it go."

"There is indeed another way to wake up Fairy Lu."

"That is, Your Majesty, you used your divine soul to enter her body and personally used your own source power to force out all the resentment from the River of Oblivion within Fairy Lu's body."

"Then find a seventh-grade human alchemist to refine a seventh-grade heart-nourishing pill on the spot, and give it to Fairy Lu to take so that Fairy Lu can fully recover and wake up."

It sounds simple, but it's not that easy.

Both the former and the latter are extremely difficult to achieve.

Jiang Xun and Lu Fuyue are a ghost cultivator and a human cultivator, respectively, and their original power is different.

If he forcibly enters the other person's body with his soul, it could easily cause his own cultivation to go berserk, leading to demonic possession, or even causing his body to explode and die.

Seventh-grade alchemists are even harder to find.

As everyone knows, in the entire cultivation world, a fifth-grade alchemist is already considered a top-tier alchemist, and alchemists above the fifth grade are unheard of.

Unless, that place...

However, how could the people in that place possibly help people from the outside world?

"Is there no other way?"

"……No."

"How much longer can she hold on?"

“This… I recently obtained a kind of spiritual fragrance, which originated from the alchemists of that place.”

"This incense can temporarily stabilize Fairy Lu's injuries, but there are only three sticks, and each stick can only last for a month."

"Bring the incense up."

...

Inside the hall,

A few dim palace lanterns shone faintly, and the wooden windows let in a faint glimpse of the night, their reflections sparsely falling on the ground.

Jiang Xun sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the pale-faced woman lying on the bed. After a long while, he sighed softly, reached out to tidy up the messy hair behind Lu Fuyue's ear, and whispered, "Yuyue, don't worry, I won't let you die."

He raised his hand and waved it, and a jade box appeared out of thin air in his palm. When he opened the jade box, three small red balls emitting strange phenomena appeared inside.

These few small, crimson spheres are the Spirit-Nourishing Incense made by the direct descendants of the Dan family, possessing the miraculous effect of prolonging life.

Jiang Xun took out a small red ball from the jade box, got up and walked to the incense burner in the corner of the hall. Then, with his other hand, he lifted the lid of the incense burner, put the Mind-Nourishing Pill inside, and used his ghost power to dissolve it.

In no time, the fragrance of sandalwood rose from the incense burner with its nine dragons and four beasts design, spreading its delicate aroma throughout the air.

Within layers of blue curtains and gauze, Lu Fuyue, lying on the bed, gradually regained some color in her face.

Jiang Xun's tense body finally relaxed a little, and his brows also unfurrowed.

Just as he closed his eyes, intending to circulate his cultivation technique and enter Lu Fuyue's body with his soul, the door suddenly opened, and light shone in from the outside, dispelling the darkness in the hall.

A familiar female voice rang out, "Your Majesty, how is Fairy Lu now?"

Jiang Xun stopped moving and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

Si You walked in from outside the door. Her gaze subconsciously fell on the bed, where she saw the person lying there with a weak breath. Jiang Xun sat beside the bed, his hands tightly gripping the woman's slender hands. Darkness surged and rolled in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a blue, decadent look.

Si You withdrew her gaze, bowed slightly to Jiang Xun, and then asked, "Your Majesty, are you really going to that place?"

Jiang Xun was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I'll be relying on you while I'm away."