Chapter 540 Master Sang is looking for
The intense pain training lasted for about a month.
In the early days, the Yuanhuns endured one to three times the pain of soul splitting, which went smoothly. They only needed Zhong Cai to administer soul-stabilizing drugs beforehand. So, they basically trained for two or three days and then rested for one day, which was about enough.
However, once the dose reached four times the normal level, several primordial spirits showed signs of impending collapse even after only receiving a very small amount of the excruciating pain-inducing liquid.
It was Zhong Cai who reacted quickly and immediately administered a large amount of soul-stabilizing medicine, which saved them.
Naturally, the training became more cautious afterward, with each step using smaller amounts of nutrients.
Fortunately, these primordial spirits were indeed more resilient than Zhong Cai had anticipated. The main difficulty lay in adapting to them, but once they adapted, the rest period was short, and the recovery speed was faster than originally expected.
However, even so, a month or so is still not enough.
Each time Zhong Cai was getting used to the same dosage, he didn't stay there. Instead, he had several fellow cultivators accompany him, and then had his puppet precisely control the dosage each time—including the one for training intense pain and the one for solidifying the soul.
The cultivator companions would carry quite a few soul-stabilizing medicines. Although puppets rarely made mistakes, it was still better to be safe than sorry…
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On this day, Zhong Cai trained himself to split a soul into a contracted primordial spirit.
He has honed his skills to a high level, with a success rate of over 80%.
So, as always, Zhong Cai decided to go out and clear her head.
Not long after leaving the ancient city, Fang Xiao said, "King Zhong Dan, your master just came and left these words."
After he finished speaking, he presented a jade slip.
Zhong Cai was taken aback, picked up the jade slip, and scanned it with his spiritual sense.
Ah, Master wants him to go over there.
Zhong Cai greeted the group of Yuan Hun who were still undergoing intense training, and then went outside.
In another room across an alley, was where his master treated patients.
Zhong Cai walked over and knocked on the door.
Soon, someone opened the door; it was a level seven alchemist.
Upon seeing Zhong Cai, the alchemist quickly said, "Junior Brother Zhong, please come in. Master Sang has been waiting for a long time."
Zhong Cai smiled at him and then quickly went inside.
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Sang Yunchu's room was very large, with a row of patients in it.
When Zhong Cai went in and took a quick look, if it weren't for the fact that all the patients were real, living people, he would have thought he had returned to his room.
These patients were covered in needles of varying lengths.
The material of the needles was difficult to discern, but each one shimmered with a faint light, and airflow continuously flowed from the tip.
After all the airflow was drawn out, it flowed in the same direction and finally fell into the jars on one side—jars of different sizes, materials, and shapes.
Zhong Cai couldn't help but blink.
He recognized that the air currents were all foreign energy, some of which were even poisonous.
And all of these patients lying there are Nirvana cultivators.
There is a temple master of the Temple of War, but most of them are independent cultivators.
They had also been on the battlefield before. Some were poisoned by the Poison Toad Ancestor without realizing it, some had their bodies invaded by the abnormal energy of the evil forces while fighting against them, and some were accidentally tainted by the residual energy from the battles with the Heavenly Realm...
In short, I couldn't manage it on my own, so I had to seek help from an eighth-level alchemist.
Even if it's not the temple master's turn to provide treatment, they will take turns sitting in charge and answering people's questions.
In short, for Nirvana, very few of those who survive are in mortal danger; most simply have stubborn injuries.
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Of course, many of the patients assigned to the eighth-level alchemists had refined primordial spirits obtained from the spoils of evil cultivation. However, including Sang Yunchu, the other selected alchemists found it difficult even to separate the primordial spirits from the evil artifacts, let alone refine half of them... Sang Yunchu was not very senior among the eighth-level alchemists, but his thinking was more active than the other two. After observing those primordial spirits, he was not completely without a direction to consider. However, if he really wanted to get a result, he still needed to consider it a lot, which is why he was not in a hurry to take action.
Several level-eight alchemists chose to treat the "living people" first, as they had a better chance of success.
However, Zhong Cai's place often has guests coming and going, which many alchemists know.
The purpose of those guests' visits, as well as Zhong Cai's current treatment progress, have not been deliberately concealed.
Because Zhong Cai himself hadn't paid any attention to the other alchemists, he was even less aware that his alchemy skills had already made a strong impression among the many level-eight alchemists, and even Sect Master Ji Zhan knew about it—that method of awakening consciousness was truly unprecedented.
Naturally, all the alchemists envied and were jealous of Sang Yunchu, thinking that he was incredibly lucky to have such an outstanding disciple.
Sang Yunchu often encountered such looks. Hearing the mutterings of the eighth-level alchemists, he always maintained a feigned humility, while secretly gloating. Who couldn't see through it? The eighth-level alchemists were extremely displeased by this.
The eighth-level alchemists were all very concerned about Zhong Cai's idea of "awakening the primordial soul consciousness" in their private discussions.
Because everyone is so busy with their own work and patients every day, they haven't gone to Zhong Cai to inquire about or learn from her.
Sang Yunchu herself didn't intend to ask for the time being.
He believed that although there was a big difference between level seven and level eight, if he could understand the approach to level seven healing, it would likely provide him with a lot of inspiration and help him develop a treatment plan to restore his Nirvana Soul.
However, for now, let's finish these tasks at hand before considering researching more difficult ones.
In any case, he and his disciple still have a lot of energy to spend treating various patients, and it will probably be difficult to stop for several years or even decades—this is only the battle led by the Spirit Immortal Sect and the War God Hall, and they already have to treat so many people. After the fighting on other battlefields ends, there may be even more people coming to ask for help, and many of them simply cannot be refused.
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Zhong Cai walked closer and bowed to Sang Yunchu.
Sang Yunchu held a long needle and was stabbing it into the back of a Nirvana senior.
That move was incredibly swift and decisive.
The Nirvana cultivator seemed to have gotten used to it long ago, and soon his muscles relaxed, allowing Sang Yunchu to guide out more abnormal energy for him.
Sang Yunchu chuckled and said, "Cai'er has been working too hard lately and hasn't had a break in a long time."
Zhong Cai chuckled.
really.
His main problem right now is that he can't calm down. Once he calms down, he thinks of Lao Wu, and thinking of Lao Wu makes him feel unwell.
So I try to keep my mind occupied with these miscellaneous tasks.
That's why I seemed a bit busy.
Actually, it's mainly lovesickness.
Sang Yunchu seemed to understand as well, and chuckled again.
Zhong Cai changed the subject, rested her chin on her hand, and came to Sang Yunchu's side, asking in a low voice, "By the way, Master, didn't Grand Hall Master Pei say that when the Sect Master treats a patient with a special disease, he would let us go and take a look? Has it not started yet, or did I miss it?"
Sang Yunchu replied, "With your teacher here, I will certainly not let you miss it."
Zhong Cai understood.
It hasn't started yet.
So the question is, why hasn't it started yet?
Could it be that, with Sect Master Ji's strength, after several months, he still can't come up with a treatment plan?
Sang Yunchu knew this disciple well, so he explained to him, "After all, they are two exceptional individuals, and they have been subjected to many methods by evil cultivators. Their physical conditions are too complex to act rashly. It is said that the sect leader has several approaches, but even the slightest mistake could lead to the inability to save the patients. To truly begin treatment, we must first strengthen the patients' primordial spirit. Just identifying and nurturing the primordial spirit without disturbing the energy flowing freely within it will take a considerable amount of time to develop multiple plans and then carefully select the best one..."
Zhong Cai listened carefully and understood very clearly.
In short, the patient was too special, there were no previous medical records, and the overall situation was far too complicated and cumbersome.
There is no room for error, so we must be extremely cautious.
Sang Yunchu smiled and said, "Of course, that's not the main reason. The main reason is that the sect leader is nurturing the tree spirit."
Zhong Cai was taken aback, then thought for a moment and realized that she did not remember this point of knowledge.
Sang Yunchu continued to explain: "Essentially, it is a fruit produced by a level nine rare medicine. The patient's blood and primordial spirit are buried in the roots of this spiritual tree, and after a period of time, a fruit will grow. Then, a large amount of resources are buried, and the fruit will be catalyzed to grow, gradually forming a replica of the patient. It is almost a replica of the patient, but without any consciousness, like an empty shell puppet."
"Next, the sect leader can try out his several ideas on the tree spirit, determine which ones are feasible, and then apply them to real patients."
"It takes time for a tree spirit to take shape, and to avoid failure, we need to prepare several tree spirits."
Zhong Cai listened, her feelings somewhat complicated.
Isn't this just a simulation?
Using only level nine spirit wood to create a prosthetic body must have consumed a considerable amount of resources.
In order to increase the chances of success, this spirit wood is undoubtedly a treasure that alchemists value highly...
However, compared to his simulation room, this spirit wood is far inferior in every aspect.
At the very least, he doesn't have to wait, doesn't need to expend resources, and can try countless times.
Zhong Cai asked in a low voice, "Has the sect leader decided which approach to try? How long will it take for the tree spirit to mature?"
Sang Yunchu replied, "The sect leader didn't mention it. The maturation of a tree spirit often takes anywhere from half a year to several years, depending on many different factors."
Zhong Cai nodded again.
It seems that it will be a while before we can truly witness the sect leader's attempt.
Sang Yunchu continued, "The reason I called you here is to remind you not to go into seclusion anytime soon. Three months will be up soon, and we should leave here and return to our sect as soon as possible."
Zhong Cai suddenly realized.
Yes, it's been three months already without us even realizing it!
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