Xiang Sheng returned to the thatched cottage in the secret realm. Shui Yueyao, who was trapped in the medicine cauldron, no longer struggled, but sat cross-legged in the water obediently, concentrating on absorbing the essence of the spring to heal her wounds.
Shui Yueyao sensed Xiang Sheng's movements, which he hadn't deliberately concealed. She paused, raised her head, and opened her eyes a fraction. Seeing the blurry figure not far away, she couldn't help but smile and asked, "Benefactor, have you finished your work?"
Xiang Sheng hummed lightly, his eyes swept across Shui Yueyao's cracked pupils, which had slightly regained their spirit, and said lightly: "It seems that you are lucky."
"It's all thanks to the miraculous hand of your benefactor."
Shuiyueyao folded her wings and flattered him, her attitude actually quite respectful.
Although she didn't know what kind of treasure the water she was soaking in was, the fact that it could replenish her essence was horrifying enough.
Such treasures are rarely seen in the world.
An ordinary monk would be happy for a long time even if he found a small pot.
The benefactor in front of her, a complete stranger to her, generously used the money to give her a bath to heal her wounds, which shows how profound his wealth is.
No wonder Lu Xuanji was no match for this man. He was able to seize the core of the secret realm first and had to flee in panic.
She had never heard of such a powerful female cultivator from the outer sect before.
Maybe... the other party was not a female cultivator, and what she heard was just a false voice fabricated by the other party to deliberately conceal his identity.
But if it was a male cultivator, she didn't seem to remember anyone who could match him.
Thinking of this, Shui Yueyao had already imagined Xiang Sheng as an old cultivator who had not been out in the world for many years, and her attitude became even more respectful.
Xiang Sheng noticed the change in his attitude and saw what he was thinking at a glance, but he didn't say it out loud. He waved his sleeves, moved a stone table over, sat down, took out a red fruit and threw it into his mouth.
The red fruit is sweet and refreshing. Once it enters the throat, it immediately turns into a warm current flowing into every part of the body.
The perfect body started to operate on its own like a huge furnace, rapidly absorbing the medicinal power of the red fruit.
Two hours later, the medicinal properties of the red fruit disappeared completely.
Xiang Sheng closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then opened them, a look of satisfaction flashing across his eyes.
Although the progress of tempering is less than one percent, the advantage is that there are a lot of Zhu fruits. Even if he eats too much later and the medicinal effect is weakened, he should be able to temper his body to perfection.
All this effort was finally not in vain.
Absorbing medicinal power for tempering is the instinct of a perfect body and does not require distracted control.
Xiang Sheng ate the red fruit, his mind was rarely free, and he felt very relaxed.
Shui Yueyao saw that Xiang Sheng had stopped talking and did not dare to disturb him. She carefully soaked in the water to heal her wounds, trying not to make any noise.
This silence lasted for half a day, until the night sky was dim and Xiang Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "How much do you know about Lu Xuanji?"
Shuiyueyao was seriously injured and could not enter a deep state of meditation, so she was immediately awakened by the sound.
"Lu Xuanji?"
Shui Yueyao muttered to herself, then said bitterly, "Senior, I didn't even know that person's name at first. I only found out when I met Third Senior Brother at Feng Qing Sect."
At this point, a trace of fear flashed across Shui Yueyao's face, and she sighed, "If I had known that person's cultivation was so profound, I wouldn't have been so arrogant and entered the secret realm alone."
Xiang Sheng was not surprised to hear Shui Yueyao say this. She just asked casually and didn't hold out much hope.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "What is your relationship with Dong Jinghuan?"
Shui Yueyao was immediately surprised when she heard this: "Senior, you even know about our host?"
Xiang Sheng remained silent.
Shuiyueyao immediately realized that she had spoken too much and hurriedly explained the relationship between them.
Xiang Sheng listened and thought to himself that it was true.
Dong Jinghuan's appearance was no coincidence. He had stayed there specifically to repay Shui Yueyao. As luck would have it, he ran into Lu Yushan.
Lu Yushan was specially arranged by Lu Xuanji.
If that's the case, whether the meeting between these two people was a coincidence is still a question.
Before she came to Xizhou, although she had plans to take revenge on Lu Xuanji, the threat this person posed to her was far less than that of the Pantheon itself.
Now it seems that I was wrong.
This person's behavior was strange and erratic, and could not be judged by common sense. In his eyes, it seemed that anyone could be an enemy. He had harmed all the geniuses of Dongzhou, and he was ruthless in harming the Lord of the Pantheon.
"Lu Xuanji..."
Xiang Sheng murmured softly, a hint of fear flashing across his eyes.
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"Lu Xuanji?"
Beside the Tianchi Lake of the Wanmai Sword Sect, when the Xuan Palace Master heard the name, his eyes suddenly fixed and he asked in a stern voice, "Are you sure that person's name is Lu Xuanji?"
"I heard it with my own ears, so I can't be wrong."
Yao Ziyi responded respectfully, "According to what Sixth Junior Brother said, Guang He turned into ashes after his death. It should be the remnant soul of someone from the Pantheon who has just returned.
Guang He was probably anxious to make a name for himself, so he believed Lu Xuanji's slander and died under the Sixth Junior Brother's treasured fan."
At this point, Yao Ziyi's eyes flickered slightly: "Uncle Xuan, do you know Lu Xuanji?"
The Xuan Palace Master's face darkened slightly: "Don't provoke him."
"You know him?!"
Yao Ziyi's expression suddenly turned cold, and his sword energy surged. "He caused Fifth Junior Sister to be severely injured, and the whereabouts of Younger Junior Sister are unknown, and you actually want me to stop?"
When Palace Master Xuan saw the illusory sword of time behind Yao Ziyi, his expression suddenly changed. He waved his hand and two icy water dragons rushed out from the left and right, pressing down Yao Ziyi's shoulders.
Most of the sword energy around Yao Ziyi disappeared in an instant, and his eyes became clear again.
He recalled what he had just done, was silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "Uncle Xuan, I'm sorry."
Palace Master Xuan retracted the water dragon, his expression even uglier than when he heard Lu Xuanji's name just now.
"How is it done?"
When Yao Ziyi heard this incoherent question, he smiled guiltily: "Not much..."
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