"misfortune?"
When Yao Han saw the message from Chen Qingyu, he became extremely cautious again.
He was also in the group chats that were temporarily set up for command, and saw that the current battle situation seemed to have reached a stalemate, and the situation was not very optimistic.
Although I am anxious, I am not on the front line now, so there is no point in being anxious.
Could it be possible that someone would launch a sneak attack?
But this is a hospital after all, and it is located in the inner ring. Even if the Haofeng Gang is very brave, they should not carry out an assassination here so blatantly, right?
Yao Han thought for a while, then used FeiXin to call the five nearby girls from the Cat Tail Gang over - these five people were the only remaining manpower he could mobilize.
Then he went to the inpatient department and moved Chu Yao to a new ward.
The original ward was on the fourth floor, but now it has been moved to the top floor, the fifth floor.
Since the previous spies had found that place by some unknown means, the original ward might have been exposed, so it was better to be cautious.
In fact, the best way is to change hospitals directly, but Chu Yao is still lying down, and we can't keep bothering her.
Yao Han watched as several nurses pushed Chu Yao to the new ward. No matter what, it was always better to be prepared.
He glanced out the window—although the fifth floor wasn't very high, he could still take in everything nearby:
A wide elevated road runs across the east and west, with a continuous stream of cars passing through the streets; the flowers, plants and trees on the green belts are neatly trimmed, and the lush green shows the vitality unique to the metropolis; high-rise buildings are scattered in the distance, and the glass windows of a hundred-meter-high building diagonally opposite are connected into one piece, like a mirror standing on the earth, reflecting everything in the city in the sun.
Everything here is different from the dark street, as if they are two different worlds, but they are only a few streets apart.
Looking at everything outside the window, Yao Han suddenly felt a little dazed.
The past events on Fengyuan Star are still vivid in my mind, as if I was reading classics in the sect's martial arts pavilion yesterday, and today I have come to the celestial society in a foreign land. Everything seems like a dream.
He glanced casually at the azure sky, as if he could see his hometown through the clouds and the sea of stars.
The title of "Tianjiao" was simply a title bestowed upon him by others. In Yao Han's view, he was simply more hardworking than others.
He was born into a noble family, but he did not have the dandyism and pampering of other noble family children. This was because he saw through the open and secret struggles within the family and the fickleness of human nature, but he had no ambition to do so.
So from the day he was selected into the Tianyin Sect, he has been practicing diligently.
While other children from aristocratic families were parading around, he was cultivating; while his senior brothers and sisters were admiring the moon and walking their birds, he was cultivating; while his peers were diligently retreating, he was still cultivating...
The title of "Tianjiao" is given to him. Becoming Tianjiao is just a small experience in his journey of cultivation, but it is by no means his end.
Where is the end? Perhaps it is becoming an immortal, perhaps it is eternal life. For him, it is just a glimpse of the vast heaven.
So even now, he is still trying to practice his own skills and break the restrictions set on him by the gods.
Yao Han knew that Chu Yao would tell them the secret of recovering his cultivation sooner or later, but he couldn't put all his bets on this elder.
It's not that he doesn't trust her, it's just that he has to make plans early.
As the power of the Maowei Gang continues to grow, the enemies they encounter in the future may become stronger and stronger, and what happened this time may happen again.
He pulled the curtains and looked back at Chu Yao's pale face, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
The universe was vast, and who knew if there were beings more powerful than the celestial beings in this sea of stars? They couldn't always count on Elder Chu to deal with everything. After all, no matter how powerful she was, she was only one person.
The plot that happened this time was a reminder to everyone that they couldn't live under Chu Yao's protection forever, but had to find a way to make themselves stronger.
Even if I can't share much of the burden, at least I can't hold her back.
Yao Han locked the door, sat cross-legged, and began to try to calm down.
He was a direct disciple of Elder Muxian, that is, a disciple of Yuanying Elder Chen Muyao, and all the magic skills he practiced were also given by him.
The innate skill he practiced was called "Yu Li Fei Shuang Jue", a skill that combined the elements of water and wood, which was just right for his dual spiritual roots of water and wood.
From the day he was captured by the Yari Company's spacecraft and his cultivation was sealed, he tried to practice the Yuli Feishuang Jue all the time, but it had no effect.
It wasn't until he was rescued by Chu Yao that the magic she used gave Yao Han some inspiration.
While carrying out his mission, he was also secretly observing Chu Yao's every move. Although the latter may have already noticed his abnormality, he didn't seem to care.
Whenever he had the chance, he would repeatedly ponder the several spells Chu Yao had displayed, trying to learn from them how she could recover her cultivation.
Soul-collecting sword, shadow-planting technique, small teleportation... some are Chu Yao's famous skills, while some are common unconventional methods.
But they all had one thing in common: when she cast a spell, Yao Han could always feel a chilling chill.
It was an extremely strong yin energy.
Elder Chu's spiritual energy carried a chilling force, likely related to her constitution, cultivation techniques, and spiritual roots. Yao Han had seen Chu Yao wield powerful techniques to hunt down and subdue enemies before on Fengyuan Star, but he had never felt such a chill that seeped into his bones.
If he guessed correctly, this change in spiritual power might be the key to recovering his cultivation. A cultivator's spiritual power was only related to their cultivation and technique.
Her cultivation level should have only recovered to the Qi Refining stage, but her spiritual power is even more extreme than that of a Nascent Soul. Could it be that this change from moderate to extreme is the key?
Although I don’t know whether my idea is right or not, I have to try it to find out.
Yao Han sat quietly on the spot, pinching his hands on the meridians, feeling the heaven and earth within, trying to mobilize the spiritual perception in his sea of consciousness.
But after a long time, I still couldn't get it right.
Alas, maybe I was too hasty.
He looked up again at Chu Yao who was snoring softly. She was still mumbling something, as if she was talking in her sleep.
Or, should I wait for Elder Chu to wake up and ask her in private?
Yao Han was still pondering the feasibility of this when a series of message notifications came from his trouser pocket. He took out his phone and saw that it was a message from the little girl who was guarding downstairs:
"Oh no, Brother Yao! A dozen or so people in black are breaking in with weapons. They must be from the Haofeng Gang! The first floor lobby is in chaos, and even the security guards can't stop them!"
Humph, these people can't sit still so soon?
"Don't panic. Check how many people are coming. Did they go straight upstairs?"
"There are twenty of them in total, divided into four or five teams, and they're searching door to door right now. They're moving very quickly, and they'll probably be upstairs soon."
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