Looking at Ye Xiruo, who was fast asleep and whose figure seemed increasingly frail, Xiu Qiyu felt a pang of regret and pallor on her face, which was as radiant as moonlight.

If he had known that Xiao Yezi would suffer all this upon her return, he would have preferred that she stay at Tianjian Peak, at least then he could have stood in front of her.

"How can I cultivate in peace? Little Yezi, if anything happens to you, I will definitely wipe out the Haoqi Pavilion."

Perhaps due to his cultivation of the killing sword path, Xiu Qiyu has never been a kind man or woman. Countless people, demons, wild beasts, and monsters have died at his hands.

If it weren't for meeting Ye Xiruo, Xiu Qiyu would probably be even more insane than Ye Liusha. Ye Xiruo is his salvation, and absolutely nothing can happen to him.

"Little Yezi, wake up quickly! I will not let any of those who bullied and humiliated you get away with it."

"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere until you wake up. I'll stay by your side."

Xiu Qiyu took out a bottle of spiritual water from his spatial storage and slowly fed it to Ye Xiruo.

"Little Leaf, I'm so worried about you."

At this moment, Xiu Qiyu let down her guard, her dark eyes filled with tenderness and worry, like a child at a loss.

"Brother Xiu Qi."

Ye Xiruo's soul was damaged, and she was desperately calling out to Xiu Qiyu, but she had to stop after a short while.

If it were any other time, Xiu Qiyu would have been able to hear Ye Xiruo's calls. However, Ye Xiruo's injury had thrown Xiu Qiyu into a state of turmoil, filling her with worry about when her little Ye Zi would finally wake up.

He is not an alchemist. This is the Haoqi Pavilion, where the only Saint Master of the Blue Ocean Continent is located. Could it be that even the Saint Master cannot save Xiao Yezi?

Xiu Qiyu's heart sank to the bottom. How could this be?

Upon careful recollection of Xue Junhan's expression, Xiu Qiyu could no longer remain still. Countless icy blue snowflakes erupted from his body, and his pupils began to turn silvery-white, though he quickly suppressed them.

Jue Chen below only felt a cold air current rushing down. After the white figure disappeared, Jue Chen realized that it was his junior brother, and a junior brother who had turned evil.

What's wrong with my junior brother?

There's no one here with Master Ye. Should he stay here to take care of Master Ye, or go out and see what's wrong with his little master?

For a moment, Jue Chen was also in a dilemma, but in the end he decided to stay and help Xiu Qiyu take care of Ye Xiruo.

Since Junior Brother and Night Alchemist are old acquaintances, Snow Goddess probably won't make things too difficult for him. In addition, Junior Brother's combat strength is quite good. On the other hand, Night Alchemist has no one to take care of him. If something goes wrong, judging from Junior Brother's appearance, he might go crazy.

Xiu Qiyu, covered in frost, reappeared before Xue Junhan.

A pair of indifferent, deep pupils gleamed with an eerie light, and his long, jet-black hair moved without wind. Ice-blue snowflakes danced around him, making his face even more otherworldly in beauty.

"You've arrived."

“You knew I was coming.”

"I've been waiting for you. Come in and have a cup of tea."

"No need. I'm sure Master Snow God knows why I've come."

"The Holy Master has already examined the young disciple's condition. His body is unharmed, and his power has even increased significantly. However, his sea of ​​consciousness is completely stagnant. The Holy Master has consulted countless classic texts but has been unable to find the cause. Therefore, he cannot rashly attempt to treat him."

Thinking of this, Xue Junhan was also extremely heartbroken. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen? Even though the Holy Master arrived in time and stopped Liu Yun, his little disciple's bloodline still awakened again.

The higher the purity of a Divine Master's bloodline, the greater the difficulty and danger of awakening it. Even the Holy Master only awakened it once, but unexpectedly, his little disciple suddenly awakened the power of his bloodline.

The Shadowless Sword was instantly drawn, and Xiu Qiyu himself transformed into a sharp longsword, its edge menacing.

Even the Holy Master couldn't do anything. Under heaven, who else could save Xiao Yezi? Xiu Qiyu's heart sank to the bottom.

"However, you don't need to worry too much. This was just an accident. Xiao Yezi's Divine Master bloodline had shown signs of awakening before, which is why I forbade her to go down the mountain. This time, she suddenly awakened her Holy Master bloodline, her power increased dramatically, and she fell into a deep sleep. It's very likely that her body is repairing itself. Once her body gradually adapts to this sudden increase in energy, she will definitely be able to wake up." Xue Junhan didn't know if he was trying to convince himself or Xiu Qiyu.

"These are just your guesses." These explanations did not satisfy Xiu Qiyu. He himself had awakened his bloodline before. Such pain and danger, even with full preparation, could easily lead to failure, and failure would result in death.

However, Xiao Yezi's bloodline was prematurely awakened due to external stimulation, which suddenly increased the danger level by an unknown amount.

"You should trust Xiaoyezi."

“I believe in Xiao Yezi, but I don’t believe in you. This crisis happened in your Haoqi Pavilion. I would rather Xiao Yezi not become a Divine Master than have her suffer any harm.”

"I am no different." Xue Junhan gave a bitter smile. He had waited for thousands of years for his precious disciple, who was exceptionally talented and destined to reach the pinnacle, but this happened right under his nose.

Who exactly is it?

"After all, this matter happened within the Haoqi Pavilion. Trust me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"I prefer to do it myself rather than have you do it." Xiu Qiyu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. No matter who it was, if they hurt Xiao Yezi, he would not let them go, no matter where they were.

Where is Zishu?

"Zishu is in seclusion at Siguo Cliff."

"The Cliff of Repentance." Xiu Qiyu's brows furrowed deeply.

The two most talented alchemists in the Pill King Hall are now in different situations: one is lying in bed, his life hanging in the balance, with no end in sight, and the other has been exiled to the Cliff of Repentance.

"Your Haoqi Pavilion is nothing special. Once Xiao Yezi wakes up, I'll consider taking her with me."

With Xiao Yezi and Zishu's talents, they are among the best not only in the Blue Ocean Continent but also in the Immortal Realm. How dare the Haoqi Pavilion treat them like this?

Xiu Qiyu's killing intent continued to swell.

"Don't misunderstand. Zishu is valued by both the Holy Master and Elder Meng, and he is the hope of our Haoqi Pavilion. Little Yezi goes without saying. None of us wanted to see something like this happen. You have to believe me, this is just an accident. Zishu is in seclusion at the Cliff of Repentance to better protect his little disciple. If someone with ulterior motives targets his little disciple's bloodline, do you know what the consequences will be?" Xue Junhan's tone unconsciously became serious.