Faced with Yu Ye's repeated pleas, Lu Jingshen's originally unwavering resolve crumbled upon seeing Fu Xiu fall.
He turned his head to look at his fourth junior brother beside him.
The stubborn little boy from back then has now grown into a young adult.
Looking across the entire cultivation world, it's probably impossible to find another talisman cultivator like him, whose divine sense is so powerful that he can draw talismans all day long without stopping.
But the Invincible Sect is a small sect...
First, the junior sister shouldered so much, and now Yu Ye is doing the same...
Hot tears welled up in his eyes, but Lu Jingshen did not answer. Instead, he turned his wrist and a green porcelain bottle landed in his hand.
Yu Ye saw that he was finally willing to take out the Exploding Spirit Pill, and his face showed excitement.
However, just as he was about to reach out and take the porcelain bottle, he saw Lu Jingshen quickly withdraw his hand.
His excited expression froze. He looked up and met the eyes of the person before him. "Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you...?"
"This is Tianyuan Grass, take it first."
A white spiritual herb appeared before him. Yu looked at the Heavenly Origin Grass and gave a bitter smile. "I already told you I won't die."
Even so, to put Lu Jingshen at ease, he still chewed up the Tianyuan Grass and swallowed it.
The bitter juice filled his mouth, causing him to involuntarily scrunch up his face.
After finally swallowing a whole Heavenly Origin Grass, he reached out to Lu Jingshen, "Exploding Spirit Pill."
Lu Jingshen raised his hand and patted his shoulder, then smiled at him, "Yu Ye, I'll be waiting for you to come back here."
The Heavenly Origin Grass can protect a cultivator's soul to the greatest extent. If something really happens to Yu Ye then...
Lu Jingshen dared not think about that scene.
He had just handed the porcelain bottle to the person in front of him when he saw the latter impatiently open the bottle, not even glancing at the pill, and swallow the entire blood-red pill directly into his mouth.
Yu Ye moved very quickly.
When he took to the air again, all the blank talismans on his body condensed into a huge talisman.
When the talisman cultivator stopped to catch his breath, he was stunned when he saw the huge talisman in front of Yu Ye.
"He's gone mad! Doesn't he know that drawing talismans like that will drain all his spiritual energy?"
"He's risking his life to draw these talismans!"
"There are actually talisman cultivators in this world. I just saw him drawing talismans one after another. Does he have free spiritual energy?"
......
The murmurs below reached Yu Ye's ears.
Yu Ye had a calm expression on his face, and as he turned the white wolf-hair brush in his hand, it gradually grew into a brush as tall as a person.
Faced with the enormous talisman in front of him, he raised his hand and used his spiritual power as a knife to cut his palm. He then clenched his fist, and blood gushed from his palm into the tip of the brush.
“Junior sister, your third senior brother really stole the show today. Once you wake up, the title of savior should fall on your third senior brother’s head.”
"So, junior sister, please wake up soon. Third senior brother... wants to see you one more time."
The whispers were carried away by the wind in mid-air, reaching every corner of the continent.
Except for those cultivators who are transmitting spiritual energy and cannot be distracted.
The remaining cultivators, who were using various rare and precious treasures from their mustard seed bags to fill the gaps in the Heavenly Pillar, all looked up at Yu Ye.
The latter had already raised the wolf-hair brush, which was as tall as a person, and the blood-stained tip of the brush flashed with golden light the moment it touched the talisman paper.
"Using blood as ink... this... this isn't just drawing talismans with all of one's spiritual power, this is drawing talismans with one's life!"
"Yu Ye, are you crazy? Stop it right now!"
"A metaphor!!!"
The cultivators present all knew that once a talisman cultivator began drawing a talisman, he could not stop halfway through; he had to draw it in one stroke for the talisman to be effective.
As a seasoned talisman cultivator, Yu Ye naturally wouldn't stop there.
His face was as pale as paper, and although his arm holding the wolf-hair brush was trembling, his wrist did not shake at all.
Completed in one go.
Otherwise, all our previous efforts will be in vain.
Something warm rolled down his nose, but he ignored it.
A metallic taste rose in his throat, and the taste rolled down his lips, but he didn't pay it any mind.
The scene before him gradually blurred, and he had to grit his teeth and furrow his brows to see the talisman he was only halfway through drawing.
My vision blurred in waves.
He pursed his lips tightly, relying solely on that one thought in his heart to keep himself from collapsing.
It wasn't until a gentle spiritual energy flowed from behind him that the tension in his mind eased slightly, and the blurry vision before his eyes was also somewhat relieved.
Finally, after he finished the talisman in one go, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief and was about to faint, a very familiar voice rang in his ears.
"Third senior brother, you were too impulsive."
All of his spiritual energy was exhausted the moment he stopped writing.
At this moment, he couldn't even wave his hand to stick the talisman on the pillar, and he involuntarily fell backward.
I felt myself fall into a familiar embrace, and I could hear familiar voices in my ears.
Even though his whole body was screaming that he was about to faint, he still opened his eyes wide when he heard that voice.
"...Waaaaah, I must be dreaming, right? Junior Sister, why are you awake? You were just now..."
"Senior brother is in pain, senior brother is about to die from pain, junior sister, senior brother misses you, waaaaah..."
Sheng Ningsheng was petite, but Yu Ye was quite large.
So the busy crowd below looked up and saw a petite figure carrying a burly man in her arms.
The scene looks both heartwarming and comical.
As Sheng Ning channeled spiritual energy into Yu Ye's arms, she looked at his tear-streaked face and smiled with heartache.
"Senior brother, just wait a little longer for A-Ning. Just a little while and she won't suffer anymore."
"Senior brother, you should rest down here for a while. Let Aning handle everything else, okay?"
Despite being decades older than her junior sister, Yu Ye was crying like a child.
His hands gripped her clothes tightly, a stubborn look on his tear-streaked face. "No, I can still..."
Before Sheng Ning could finish saying "It's alright," she saw the person in her arms tilt their head to the side and faint.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and the helplessness in her eyes eased when she saw Lu Jingshen.
"Third senior brother, quickly look at fourth senior brother, his spiritual power is almost exhausted."
Fortunately, she arrived in time and injected spiritual energy into his body; otherwise, Yu would have already turned into a dried-up corpse.
Lu Jingshen was still not in a state of shock because his junior sister had already woken up.
He only blinked blankly when the excited shouts of Qi Wenyao and A Da rang in his ears.
"Junior Sister, you...you're finally awake?"
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