"You have something to say? Then I'll head to the alchemy room first. Find someone to lead the way, mention my name, and they'll take you there."
Xuan Yan Dan Zu waved his hand, knowingly intending to leave first, but then, as if remembering something, he said with lingering fear, "It's because my Alchemy Pavilion found you first that we're here now. I'm afraid the Weapon Forging Workshop will be here soon. You should finish what you need to say and go hide in the alchemy room. I'm afraid those crazy women will just grab you and try to take you away."
Tong Su nodded, saw Xuan Yan Dan Zu off, and turned back with a smile: "Senior Brother?"
Tian Xuanzi stood with his hands behind his back beside a pond, his expression unreadable.
That pond was a scenic spot in the Alchemy Pavilion. It was home to many golden, red, and white spirit carp. These spirit carp had all developed intelligence and would gather together to form auspicious patterns when they saw people coming, which was quite beautiful.
At this moment, Tian Xuanzi was standing by the pond. The spirit carp not only did not swim over, but even trembled and shrank back in the distance, as if they sensed his displeasure and dared not approach at all.
Tian Xuanzi turned around, his eyes dark and deep, and said in a deep voice, "Atong, do you know that although alchemists are respected, the most respected and welcomed are actually those who are good at making pills that nourish the vital energy and strengthen the foundation?"
"I know."
"When you left Ziwei Heavenly Palace and came to the City of Loose Cultivators, I knew you wanted to pursue the paths of alchemy and weapon crafting. Do you know that if you really want Ziwei Heavenly Palace to regret your departure, the reputation you need to make in the path of alchemy cannot be that of an ordinary person?"
"I know."
Tian Xuanzi coldly hissed, "Then why don't you learn how to cultivate your vital energy and strengthen your foundation, instead of studying alchemy and medicine? The injury to your spiritual root has already healed, and you no longer need 'medicine.' You are only wasting your own time!"
"Senior brother!" Tong Su suddenly looked up, her lips pressed tightly together. "I'm fine now, but you've lost your spiritual root..."
Tian Xuanzi's hand trembled beneath his sleeve.
"You say it won't affect your cultivation, but something is still missing. I can't just stand by and watch you do nothing!"
He lowered his eyes and said, "A-Tong, I know my own situation. You don't need to delay yourself for my sake."
"You know?" She laughed angrily. "Do you think you can fool me? I've had my spiritual root dug out myself. I know that kind of pain. It's like having half of your bone broken! Even if the wound heals, it's like a maggot clinging to your bone, impossible to relieve! Sure, it doesn't affect your cultivation now, and you'll get used to the pain, but I can't accept it!"
She lunged forward, tightly embracing Tian Xuanzi's waist, her eyes welling with tears, and she gritted her teeth: "Studying the cultivation of vital energy and strengthening the foundation may make it easier to rise above others, but there are three thousand great paths. If you master the art of alchemy and medicine, you're no less capable than them. This world is not at peace; war will break out sooner or later. With more wounded, we might need healers even more. You must believe me..."
He remained silent for a long time before finally raising his head and gently stroking the top of her head.
“A-Tong…”
His voice was deep and trembling.
Tong Su used to think that she was just doing tasks, but as she went through the three worlds, she found it increasingly difficult to regard the people in the worlds as NPCs.
Human hearts are made of flesh and blood. She saw every bit of his kindness, remembered it, and engraved it in her soul.
There is never a relationship where one only enjoys without giving anything in return. And if she only knew how to enjoy, she didn't deserve his devotion.
“You don’t need to repay me like this, A-Tong. I did this for you voluntarily.”
She buried her head in his chest, her voice muffled but firm: "Senior brother, I'm not repaying a debt, I truly can't bear to see you suffer."
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