“That’s exactly right.” The man in black robes nodded. “So, what is the sect leader’s opinion?”
Just then, Xiao Feng, who was standing to the side, watched this scene and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
Although he was just a lonely soul, he sensed that something was amiss.
What exactly is the identity of that man in the black robe?
Why such a fixation on the boundless seawater?
A fervent glint flashed in Qiu Mobai's eyes, and without hesitation, he blurted out, "Fine! I promise you! This ancient book is mine!"
His impatient look was like that of a hungry wolf that had finally spotted its plump prey.
The man in black robes smiled slightly and slowly handed over the gleaming golden ancient book.
Qiu Mobai accepted it with trembling hands, as if he were holding some rare treasure.
"Thank you so much for your generosity!" Qiu Mobai bowed repeatedly, his obsequious manner almost unbearable to look at. "I will never forget your great kindness!"
The man in black robes said calmly, "Sect Leader, you're too kind. However, collecting the Seawater of Boundless Desolation is no easy task. I'll give you three months."
"Three months?" Qiu Mobai curled his lip in disdain: "One month is enough! It's just seawater, why make such a fuss?"
The man in black robes gave Qiu Mobai a meaningful look, his eyes seeming to say, "You'll regret this."
Without saying a word, he turned and disappeared into the night.
Xiao Feng, watching this scene from the side, was filled with doubts.
The figure of the man in black robes, his deep voice, and his barely perceptible aura...
It looked strangely familiar. But who could it be? Xiao Feng racked his brains but couldn't remember.
"Could it be...? No, impossible!" Xiao Feng shook his head violently. "Wasn't that person already..."
Just as Xiao Feng was deep in thought, Qiu Mobai had already eagerly opened the ancient book.
"Power... I'm finally going to get real power!"
Meanwhile, on the Immortal Sect's side, within the Huayun Sect, Gan Feng had gathered all nine medicinal herbs and placed them beside Xiao Feng's corpse.
These medicinal materials come in various shapes and sizes; some are as long and thin as dragon whiskers, while others are as round and smooth as pebbles.
There was a peculiar fragrance in the air, both refreshing and slightly bitter.
Gan Feng took a deep breath, formed a hand seal, and a ball of blue flame appeared out of thin air.
The true fire was like a living thing, and under his control, it enveloped the nine medicinal herbs.
The medicinal herbs gradually melted under the scorching heat of the real fire, transforming into nine colorful rays of light that directly entered Xiao Feng's body.
"Senior brother, will this really wake Xiao Feng up?" a young disciple couldn't help but ask.
“Yes, I’ve heard that if a soul leaves the body for more than three hours, it’s very difficult to recall it,” another disciple chimed in.
Gan Feng frowned slightly, but his tone remained firm: "Don't worry, I'm absolutely confident. These nine medicinal herbs are imbued with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Combined with the tempering of true fire, they will definitely be able to bring back Xiao Feng's soul."
However, as time passed, Xiao Feng remained completely still.
The hope on the faces of the disciples around him was gradually replaced by disappointment.
"Alas, it seems this won't work," one of the older disciples sighed. "Perhaps we should give up..."
Just then, Xiao Feng's body suddenly twitched slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he opened his eyes abruptly and sat up, panting heavily.
"It's come back to life!" a timid disciple cried out and jumped back, almost bumping into the table behind him.
"A ghost!" Another disciple was also terrified, his face turning pale and his legs going weak.
Gan Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, a smile of relief spreading across his face.
He turned to reassure his panicked disciples: "Don't panic, this is normal. Xiao Feng's soul has just returned and he needs some time to adjust."
After saying that, he quickly walked to Xiao Feng's side and asked with concern, "Xiao Feng, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"
Xiao Feng shook his head weakly, his voice a little hoarse: "I...I'm fine, I just feel a little weak."
Gan Feng nodded: "This is normal. Your soul has just returned to your body and needs some time to recuperate. During this time, do not use your immortal power and rest well at Huayun Sect."
Xiao Feng looked at Gan Feng gratefully: "Thank you for saving my life, Senior Brother."
Gan Feng waved his hand, turned around and instructed the other disciples: "You guys go to the kitchen and prepare some light and easily digestible food, and brew a pot of ginseng tea."
"Yes, senior brother." Several disciples responded and left.
Xiao Feng looked around and, after confirming that all the other disciples had left, his expression suddenly became serious.
He frowned slightly, looked directly at Gan Feng, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I have something important to tell you."
Gan Feng noticed the change in atmosphere and raised an eyebrow, asking curiously, "What's wrong? You look so serious, have you run into some trouble?"
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and slowly revealed a shocking piece of news: "Gan Feng, did you know that Qiu Mobai is actually a demonic cultivator?"
"What?!" Gan Feng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "Qiu Mobai is a demonic cultivator? How is that possible?"
Xiao Feng nodded, a hint of anger appearing on his face: "Not only that, he did even more heinous things."
Gan Feng's expression shifted from shock to seriousness, and he pressed, "What else did he do?"
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and said, "He actually captured his disciples and forced them to absorb his demonic energy, cruelly taking lives—it's utterly immoral!"
At this point, Xiao Feng unconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.
Upon hearing these words, Gan Feng was struck dumb, as if by lightning.
He muttered to himself, "My God, this...this is absolutely terrifying. Qiu Mobai, how could you do such a thing?"
Xiao Feng continued, "I witnessed his actions firsthand. Those innocent disciples were imprisoned by him in a dark and damp dungeon. They were emaciated, with empty eyes, like walking corpses. Every day, Qiu Mobai would choose one person and use evil magic to drain their life essence. The painful screams of those disciples still echo in my ears."
Gan Feng turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat.
He tried to calm himself down and then asked, "Xiao Feng, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? This is a huge crime!"
Xiao Feng replied firmly, "I swear on my life that I am absolutely not mistaken. We must take action as soon as possible, otherwise who knows how many more innocent people will suffer."
Gan Feng remained silent for a moment, his brows furrowed. He slowly said, "This matter is of great importance, and we cannot act rashly. Let's not make a fuss about it yet; I need time to carefully consider our strategy."
Just then, footsteps could be heard outside.
Gan Feng quickly made a shushing gesture and whispered to Xiao Feng, "Let's stop here for now. We'll discuss this matter in detail once you've recovered."
Xiao Feng nodded in agreement, just as the disciples who had delivered the meal returned.
Gan Feng immediately put on a concerned expression and said to Xiao Feng, "Come on, eat something first and get some rest. Don't think about anything else."
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