What are you trying to do?!
Startled by Qin Weiyu's actions, Qingyao exclaimed.
Not only Qingyao, but also several of her fellow disciples were quite shocked.
But Qin Weiyu didn't care about any of that. She looked closely at the still-bleeding scars on the man's body and asked without looking up, "What weapon caused this?"
The man was still quite weak, so Qingyao paused and answered for him, "The Xuanyuan Sword."
Qin Weiyu remained expressionless, while the others were puzzled.
The Xuanyuan Sword is a divine weapon. Its last appearance in the world was during the war between immortals and demons. It has been missing from the human world for ten thousand years. How could there be a man here who was injured by the Xuanyuan Sword?
Qin Weiyu remained silent, slowly approaching the tree demon with his wooden sword. His chest wound was still bleeding, and the crisscrossing scars beneath his clothes were enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Qingyao cried out, "Please, don't hurt him."
Qin Weiyu ignored her and continued her actions. Some of the golden light remaining on the wound was absorbed by the wooden sword, the bleeding stopped, and the man's complexion improved.
Qingyao was overjoyed and excited. She had been trying to find a solution for many years, but the injury was getting worse day by day.
Originally, it was just a single stab wound, but who knew that the wound would not heal and would instead grow larger every year.
Later they hid here, and Third Brother has been tormented by this ever since…
It seems this girl has a way to help Third Brother today; maybe then he can fully recover.
"Please heal my third brother, young lady. I entrust my life to you."
Qingyao knelt on the ground and begged.
Looking at the wooden sword gleaming with a blue light in his hand and his injured fellow disciple, he said, "This injury cannot be healed overnight. We have important matters to attend to in six months, and I'm afraid there won't be enough time."
"Time is different here than outside. One month outside is equivalent to two months here, so there is still plenty of time. However, it may be very difficult for you to go out."
What do you mean?
Qingyao looked at Hang Fengcheng with a strange expression. "Do you know where this is? I've been wondering since the beginning. There have never been so many young cultivators here all at once. Your cultivation is so shallow. If it weren't for this fortuitous opportunity, you probably wouldn't have been able to get out alive."
Everyone was shocked. "Isn't this Void Sacrifice Illusionary Realm a small world? Although we can't contact the elders now, they will discover the anomaly and rescue us sooner or later."
"An illusion of emptiness?" Qingyao smiled. "That's just the ignorant thinking of mortals. This is not an illusion; everything here is real."
Qingyao looked at the group and said, "This history is too far removed from your lives, so I won't go into detail. You can move around freely here, but it's best not to go outside; it's too unsafe for you."
Seeing that everyone was exhausted, Qingyao didn't want to say much. After arranging accommodations for the seven people, she left. Although they were still shaken, they all went to rest.
They were awakened by a series of violent shaking after an unknown period of time. The spiritual energy in the air was very unstable, and the terrifying pressure made everyone uncomfortable.
Qingyao rushed into Qin Weiyu's room in a panic: "Third Brother's wound has reopened, come and take a look."
The two were startled by the chaotic spiritual energy that surged around them as soon as they entered the room. The tree demon's wounds were aroused, and golden sword energy cracked along his body, seemingly about to shred him into countless pieces.
The tree spirit, overwhelmed by immense pain, lost its senses and attacked the void indiscriminately, nearly injuring the two people who had just entered the house.
Qingyao quickly channeled her spiritual power into him to help him fight the sword wound, and Qin Weiyu also summoned his wooden sword. As soon as the blue light appeared, the pressure on the two of them eased.
"I'm afraid the sword energy will retaliate and destroy Third Brother."
Qin Weiyu nodded and said, "I'll hold them off for a while. Go and prepare some pills to replenish his qi and blood. He can't hold out any longer; he has no choice but to fight head-on."
"Alright, I'll leave it to you." With that, he finished his practice and left.
Qin Weiyu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood as he fought against the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword alone, his spiritual power rapidly depleted.
In the face of life and death, nothing else mattered; he could only release his demonic power to sustain himself so that Qin Weiyu could continue to hold on until Qingyao returned.
When Qingyao returned, she saw the tail behind Qin Weiyu, but she tacitly kept quiet and helped her conceal the demonic aura while they fought against the sword energy together.
She was well-prepared, and various rare treasures provided strong support for the two of them, allowing their spiritual energy to be depleted and replenished time and time again.
After seven days of relentless fighting, the sword energy finally subsided once more, giving Qingyao and Qin Weiyu a chance to catch their breath.
However, this is far from enough. The sword energy is only temporarily dormant, and no one knows what the sword energy will be like when it awakens next.
Moreover, the pills might not be enough, so the two discussed it and decided to use all their strength to eliminate the sword energy on Liu San's body, which required the help of Qin Weiyu and his fellow disciples.
Qingyao promised to help the group return home after the matter was resolved. The group understood that they wouldn't be able to leave if they didn't agree, so they readily agreed to help.
The three-day preparation period passed quickly, and everyone proceeded in an orderly manner according to the previous plan.
Fortunately, a large number of elixirs were provided, and after the group persisted for forty-nine days, most of the sword energy on Liu San's body finally disappeared.
You'll recover with proper rest and treatment in the future, and you won't need to do this again.
Seeing that the matter had come to a close and Liu's injuries had almost healed, he agreed to help the seven people return home.
Liu was dressed in a blue robe, her long hair flowing freely. Her appearance and temperament were elegant, but her face was pale and she looked old.
It's hard to imagine someone so gentle and refined frantically absorbing people's spiritual energy.
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