The moment the powder fell, Yun Zhan let out another earth-shattering scream.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat appeared.
Bai Qingqing's hand trembled as she applied the medicine.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
Could it be that I made the wrong medicine in my haste, turning a hemostatic drug into poison?
That shouldn't be the case.
Bai Qingqing thought to herself, and hurriedly put the medicine bottle to her nose and smelled it.
This was repeated three or four times.
That confirmed it was correct.
As for why he screamed like a pig being slaughtered...
Bai Qingqing thought that his reaction time might be too long, and those two shouts should correspond to the two times he drew his sword and applied medicine earlier.
That's correct.
“It will hurt a little when you apply medicine because you have a wound,” Bai Qingqing said as she wrapped Yun Zhan with gauze.
"Mmm," Yun Zhan replied with difficulty.
I don't know what Miss Bai just did, but I feel a pain as if my soul has been ripped away.
But after the pain subsided, I felt completely relaxed.
There's an indescribable sense of comfort.
at the same time.
In one of the advanced worlds among the three thousand worlds, a vast expanse of white mist surges, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Apart from the sound of flowing water, there was no other sound.
But at this moment, a questioning voice clearly rang out: "What happened? Why is the mark imprinted on Yun Zhan's soul gone?"
Almost instantly, several people appeared out of thin air.
"Yun Zhan? Which one is that?"
"That's the God Emperor who was famous for alchemy. He encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation a few days ago and reincarnated."
"If you want to be reincarnated, you must go through the Reincarnation Bureau. The soul imprint is left on them without their knowledge, and it will be collected and disappear upon your return."
"Could it be that he has already returned?"
At this point, they all looked up into the depths of the fog.
"If I were to return, why would I ask such a question?" A man sneered from the depths of the mist.
"Could it be that he discovered the soul imprint during his reincarnation and voluntarily separated it?" A woman in red, frail and boneless, leaned against a man.
"Impossible. Even if he has exceptional talent, he's still just a God Emperor; he can't do that." The white-robed man she was leaning against shook his head and said.
"Could it be related to the strange phenomena that happened before?" a burly man wrapped in black cloth asked in a deep voice.
"I heard that old codger Cangwu hasn't given up yet," the woman in red said, straightening up.
"So what if Cangwu did something wrong? Yun Zhan is just a God Emperor, what waves can he make?" the white-robed man said.
"Could it be related to that lost world?" the burly man asked.
“We’ve searched for so many years and haven’t found it. I suspect that world has already collapsed,” the man in white said.
“Impossible. Even if all three thousand worlds are destroyed, that world will never collapse.” The man said with certainty from the depths of the mist.
"But over the years, with so many God Emperors reincarnated, has there been even the slightest news about that world?" the white-robed man asked.
"I have already retrieved the soul imprints of all the returning God Emperors; there are none left." The man's voice from the depths of the mist was somewhat helpless.
"What about other advanced worlds?" the woman in red asked.
“No.” From the depths of the mist, the man said, “Apart from Cangwu, we share all other advanced worlds.”
"So what should we do next?" the woman in red asked again.
"We've worked so hard for so long, we can't let it all go to waste." From deep within the mist, the man said, "Find out Yun Zhan's whereabouts and bring him back for questioning."
“That’s easy.” The burly man said, and a transparent line extended from his fingertip.
The man deep in the fog wanted to stop them, but then fell silent.
It's not bad to have a reckless young man paving the way.
He can also take this opportunity to get a good look around.
The invisible thread instantly detected Yun Zhan's location and then suddenly coiled around him.
Bai Qingqing had just finished bandaging Yun Zhan and was putting her things away.
Turning her head, she saw a transparent fishing line float past her eyes, and Bai Qingqing instinctively reached out and grabbed it.
"Where did this fishing line come from?" Bai Qingqing tugged hard.
The burly man screamed, then his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground, beginning to convulse uncontrollably.
The transparent thread at my fingertip is gone.
"Rukawa, Rukawa..." The woman in red and the man in white rushed forward and busied themselves for a long time, but the burly man continued to convulse.
“His causal threads have been pulled away,” the man said from deep within the mist.
"This, how is this possible?" the woman in red exclaimed in shock. "Who, who took it away?"
Deep within the fog, after a rare moment of silence, the man finally spoke: "It's all shrouded in fog; you can't see anything at all."
After Rukawa cast the causal thread, he didn't dare get too close.
Intuition, I guess.
He always felt that if he got too close, he would probably be in big trouble.
But you can't say that in front of them.
"Even you can't see it clearly?" The man in white frowned at first, then asked excitedly, "Could it be that lost world?"
“That possibility cannot be ruled out.” From the depths of the mist, the man said, “It seems that Yun Zhan has indeed been reincarnated into that world and has obtained considerable opportunities, even managing to cause Liu Chuan, who was caught off guard, to suffer losses.”
"You mean, it was Yun Zhan who pulled away the causal thread? He's just a minor God Emperor. Even if Liu Chuan wasn't on guard, he shouldn't have been able to outmaneuver him." The woman in red felt that something was amiss.
“Don’t forget, that world was left behind by that person.” From deep within the mist, the man said, “Yun Zhan might just find the treasure left behind by that person by chance.”
The woman in red and the man in white exchanged a glance and immediately said, "Since Yun Zhan has lost his soul imprint, according to the rules, he should be brought back. Don't worry, we will find him as soon as possible and bring him back for questioning."
The treasure left behind by that person was simply too tempting for them.
Even with Rukawa's tragic example of lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, they were still willing to take the plunge.
If they are found, everyone will have to bow down to them!
Now, let's talk about Bai Qingqing.
With a strong tug, I've already harvested a piece of transparent fishing line.
Do they still have this kind of fishing line here?
Before Bai Qingqing could ask, Xiao Hao explained on his own: "Host, this is not fishing line, but a branch of a plant. I don't know how it drifted into our courtyard, but it does look very similar to the fishing line on Blue Star."
"There are plants like this?" Bai Qingqing asked curiously. "Do you know where I can find them? I'd like to grow a few."
They can be joined together and used to fly kites.
"I don't know." This time, Xiao Hao answered very decisively.
Bai Qingqing didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she casually rolled up the fishing line into a ball, threw it into the box, and said, "This little bit of fishing line isn't good for flying a kite, but it can be used to make a fishing rod."
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