Tong Su was stunned.

Tian Xuanzi refused to continue the conversation and changed the subject.

"You were a bit reckless this time when you broke through without anyone protecting you. Let me help you regulate your spiritual energy. You can circulate your energy and follow my demonic energy."

Tong Su wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't answer. He controlled the demonic energy to circulate throughout his body. She had no choice but to sit up cross-legged and start cultivating.

Before she knew it, the night had passed. Tong Su woke up from her meditation and opened her eyes to see Tian Xuanzi lying next to her, fast asleep.

His brows furrowed with barely concealed weariness; he had been forcing himself to stay awake all day, and it was only now, as he fell asleep, that the weariness became apparent.

Tong Su felt puzzled. Cultivators often use meditation instead of sleep, let alone a Mahayana cultivator like Tian Xuanzi, unless he was seriously injured... Her heart skipped a beat, and she quietly reached out and pulled open his collar. Sure enough, she could vaguely see a white gauze covering his clothes!

He's injured? And he's been hiding his wound without showing any signs of distress?

Tong Su was both anxious and angry. She carefully got up from the bed, but perhaps because he was too badly injured or because he trusted her too much and was not on guard, he had not woken up yet.

Tong Su grew increasingly worried. Just how badly was he injured? No wonder he seemed strange and unusually lethargic ever since she saw him.

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid I'll be covered in injuries and unable to move!

Suddenly, the array outside the courtyard was touched. Tong Su carefully closed the door and went to the courtyard gate. She saw that it was a familiar face - the demonic cultivators under Tian Xuanzi from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Cave!

They were forced by Tian Xuanzi to give Tong Su a wisp of soul fire to control her, preventing her from betraying him. Tong Su was at ease and let him into the courtyard, asking, "What is it?"

The demonic cultivator suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to her, pleading, "Young lady, please save the Venerable Lord! Even if he is a Mahayana cultivator, he cannot withstand the repeated pressure from the boundary gate!"

"What's the meaning?!"

The demonic cultivator lowered his voice to explain, and Tong Su listened with a complicated expression.

She wondered how anyone could have injured Tian Xuanzi, a Mahayana Demon Lord, so severely, but it turned out that it was because…

He came to find her.

Although the gate between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm is not designed to prevent demon cultivators from entering or leaving, Tian Xuanzi, being a Mahayana cultivator, is subject to a restriction and repulsion every time he enters or leaves.

Three years ago, he had just dug out his spiritual root and returned to the Demon Realm when he went to war with the Twelve Generals. Even though those people were not as powerful as him, they were still local strongmen and they joined forces. Tian Xuanzi suffered a great loss.

After more than a year of effort, killing nine and surrendering three, he finally resolved the issue completely. He finally had time to prepare, but unexpectedly, the gate was about to close again.

“Normally, if something is sealed off, it will eventually be opened after many years. But the Lord couldn’t wait. He didn’t hesitate to forcibly tear open the boundary gate, attracting the lightning tribulation, and was struck by nine lightning bolts!”

The demonic cultivator's face was pale, his eyes still filled with terror. "Do you know, the Venerable One is completely covered in blood! If the Demon Realm hadn't been subdued, if someone attacked him now, the Venerable One would definitely..."

He closed his eyes briefly: "In short, the Venerable One finally managed to force open the boundary gate and rushed over. Knowing that you were in seclusion, he waited in the City of Loose Cultivators until he was able to recover from his injuries..."

—That guy Tian Xuanzi!

The last time he had his spiritual root removed, and this time he's breaking through the interdimensional gate. Does he think he's a Mahayana cultivator and therefore can't die, so he's been recklessly wasting his time?

Tong Su gritted her teeth, turned around, and took out the gift given to her by the Profound Flame Pill Ancestor from her Qiankun bag.

There happened to be a few Thunder Vine Fruits inside. These fruits are special; they don't require alchemy. Simply crushing and grinding them into powder is extremely effective in treating lightning injuries.

Before she could even feel relieved, she hurriedly prepared and took the medicine into the house. She reached out to pull on Tian Xuanzi's collar, intending to change his "medicine," but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Oh," the man chuckled, opening his eyes and raising an eyebrow, "In broad daylight, someone actually dares to act like a hooligan?"