"Hmm... After cleaning up the blood, apply some medicine powder to suppress the spread of demonic energy, and it will be fine in two or three days."
Liu Qingfeng's breath hitched, and the scene seemed to tremble as well.
"Congratulations."
This time, his voice sounded somewhat light, as if a heavy weight had finally been lifted from his heart.
"Huh?"
The man was stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, this powder is only a semi-finished product."
He sighed, rubbing his temples with a headache, and added, "The current medicine powder does have some effect, but the side effects are severe, almost fatal for cultivators at or below the Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, your wife is already at the Spirit Division stage and has a strong constitution, so she can get through these side effects."
"...I see. But this can be considered an initial success of your research. Congratulations."
Hearing this, the man smiled so broadly that his eyes crinkled, reflecting a bright, sparkling light: "One day, I will develop a medicine that can truly suppress the invasion of demonic energy without any side effects. Please look forward to it, Master."
"I will. I also believe in you, sir. Your determination to come down to this perilous place with us in order to refine the medicine is enough to prove your resolve. Heaven will not fail those who are sincere."
"I would like to lend you the pavilion master's blessings."
The man smiled again, this time with a gentle smile that also revealed a hint of determination.
He patted his clothes and stood up.
"Then, the wounded are yours to take care of."
With that, he returned to the stone table and continued his research.
Chu Hongluan turned her head away somewhat awkwardly, her eyes dark and unfathomable. Her lips twitched stiffly as if she wanted to smile, but ultimately she couldn't manage to.
How did the world become so unfair?
The warm and pure-hearted person ultimately died in the filthy and cold Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
The hands that healed and saved lives were eventually stained with the blood of those he sought to save.
A disgusting fellow stole my body.
Wearing his face, they harmed and slaughtered his own kind.
The video is still playing.
"How was it? How did it go today?"
The man was busy with his work, making a clanging sound, while chatting casually with Liu Qingfeng.
"Three more ground fissures were discovered, and they have been repaired."
"Huh? Adding the previous seventeen locations, that makes a total of twenty. Earthquakes are truly devastating."
"This is the largest earthquake in nearly 10,000 years, and there's nothing we can do about the situation. Fortunately, the astrological charts provided an early warning, which allowed me to make arrangements in advance and evacuate people from high-risk areas."
The man couldn't help but sigh, "Being the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, the responsibility is truly overwhelming."
He paused, then added with concern:
"But are you really alright? An earthquake is a natural disaster, after all. Forcibly reversing the fate of so many people, even you..."
"It's alright. Apart from the five senses that were sacrificed at the beginning, only a portion of my lifespan was lost later."
"...You make it sound so easy, that's so typical of you."
"Why worry? I am a cultivator, and at my current level, my lifespan is already long. Even if I lose my five senses, I still have my divine sense to accompany me, which makes my perception of the surroundings even more sensitive."
Once his divine sense spread out, it was as if he had entered the perspective of God. Wherever his divine sense covered, every blade of grass, every tree, every bird's cry, and every sigh could not escape his perception. Everything was intertwined and reproduced in his mind, no different from seeing it with his own eyes and hearing it with his own ears.
"But there's still a lot of joy missing, isn't there? The fragrance of flowers and the scent of earth after rain are gone; delicacies and fine wines are right beside you, yet they taste bland; you can't even touch or feel the warmth of your loved one..."
"That's enough, Lanxiao."
Liu Qingfeng interrupted him, "That's how the world is; someone always has to sacrifice. It's worth it to risk something big for something small."
Lan Xiao sighed again, "To actually call someone by their full name, that's a sign of emotional fluctuation and an unstable state of mind."
This time, Liu Qingfeng did not respond.
...
"Disgusting! Despicable! Vulgar!"
Outside the video feed, Chu Hongluan was already cursing loudly.
"Lan... that beast possessed his body and even dared to use his name! He's utterly shameless! He's nothing but a stinking rat that crawled out of a ditch, how dare he even mention it?!"
The Demon Lord silently opened his eyes: "To insult my most prized subordinate in front of me, and with such vile language, isn't that inappropriate?"
He would have been fine if he hadn't made a sound, but as soon as he did, he immediately drew Chu Hongluan's attention.
"What? You're doing a terrible job, so why do you care what I say? It's one thing if you don't have your own bodies, but don't you even have your own names?"
The Demon Lord scoffed, "Humans, after killing their prey, hang the most prized pelt or head in their homes as medals of honor. We demons, however, choose the strongest and most respectable prey and use their name as a medal of honor. It's the law of the jungle, what's the difference?"
"Speaking of which, Lan Xiao is a tough nut to crack. Twenty years ago, the Great Protector went to great lengths to possess Lan Xiao's body, subjecting him to forty-nine days of physical torture and mental torment. He even resorted to soul-searching to read his memories in order to find a breakthrough."
At this point, a clear expression of intense hatred appeared on the Demon Lord's face, which was covered in black mist.
“This is the kind of person I hate the most. Do you know? Lan Xiao was born in a remote little country. When he was a child, his parents only loved his younger brother and beat and scolded him, the eldest son, so that he was often hungry and naked.”
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