My mind is filled with joy, and I am enjoying it.
Her gaze was fixed, unmoving, and she looked somewhat dazed.
Song Siyao was startled and steadied her by holding her shoulder.
"Song Tingwan!"
She was startled, snapping out of her dazed and intoxicated state.
Then cold sweat soaked his back.
"…What's this."
Song Tingwan looked up at her younger sister. She had been disoriented, but her body felt much lighter.
It is beneficial.
"Bodhi Root".
Upon hearing those three words, Song Tingwan froze.
Looking at the dirty piece of wood in his hand, his eyes shone with an unprecedented light.
The defects we are born with are fate.
To defy fate and change one's destiny.
The ninth-grade Fukang Immortal Pill is an extremely rare elixir formula.
According to the notes of the Danzu, the Fukang Immortal Pill was a difficult pill to refine even 10,000 years ago.
First, one needs the alchemist's skill; second, one needs the approval of Heaven.
Its alchemical tribulations number nine.
Therefore, very few people succeed in achieving the elixir.
But after ten thousand years...
It is impossible to know where there are any old pills left over from ten thousand years ago, and if one wants to refine them, the required pill formulas are also very difficult to collect.
Song Tingwan has gradually found some of the five common items over the years.
There are four other items. One is said to be obtainable from the forbidden area of the Sword Inquiry Sect, while the other three are said to be extinct in the world today.
This Bodhi root is one of them.
The hands holding the Bodhi root trembled slightly.
He looked at Song Siyao with great enthusiasm and fervor, opening his mouth several times as if to speak, his eyes filled with deep emotion.
"How...did you get it?"
Extinct for millennia, few recognize it, yet this rare treasure is so dilapidated.
Perhaps... the owner is unaware of its value.
Or perhaps they know it but conceal it, deliberately making it look ordinary so as not to attract the covetousness of others.
"I saw it at the home of a physical cultivator. I told them about it, but they didn't want any of my spirit stones or spirit artifacts. They only wanted me to take their child back to their sect."
Song Siyao frowned as she spoke, indicating there must be something she couldn't say, but the timing wasn't right. She would investigate further after the matter with the Demon King was settled.
"That's all?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan frowned as well. The two sisters exchanged a glance, both knowing that something was amiss.
"Where is he? I'll go check on him."
Given her constitution, the Sword Inquiry Sect wouldn't allow her to leave the city, as they couldn't afford to bring someone along as a burden.
Then, once she's in the city, she can see for herself why this family did what they did.
besides…
She looked at the wooden block in her hand, carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in a gilded box and locked it.
The value of Bodhi root is immeasurable.
It's very important to her.
This debt of gratitude can never be repaid, even if it's just for bringing the child into the Sword Inquiry Sect.
If this family offends someone, she will find a way to help them resolve the issue.
If there's no unspeakable reason, she will offer a generous gift that you can't refuse.
"The child lives next door, and his parents are taking care of him."
Seeing through Song Tingwan's intentions, Song Siyao didn't stop her.
After the family's child had the accident, in their panic and anxiety, they still remembered to ask her to take back the spirit stones and other items they had taken out, which shows that they really didn't care about money.
Her promise to bring the child back to the sect was not just about taking him back.
Even if it's an outer sect, she will personally take care of the child and won't let him fend for himself.
For her, taking it away herself was her responsibility.
But she didn't tell Song Tingwan any of this.
She thought that since the Bodhi root was so important to Song Tingwan, she would have her own way of thanking that family.
The two sisters pushed open the door, but the disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect outside were too busy to pay attention to them.
Song Tingwan suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Wait for me."
She turned and went back to her room, silently changing into the outer disciple robes of the Wenjian Sect.
She changed from the flowing green fairy dress into a simple and neat blue robe. Song Tingwan removed her butterfly bun and the jewels from her head. Today, she wore no makeup and simply tied her black hair in a half-updo with a red rope and jade hairpin.
After tidying herself up to match the style of the Sword Inquiry Sect, Song Tingwan came out and said to Song Siyao, "Let's go."
Song Siyao subtly curled her lips and went to the neighboring courtyard with her.
Ten disciples lived in one courtyard, which was cramped.
However, due to the current shortage of accommodation in Beihe, there are no spare rooms available, and many disciples have simply set up tents wherever they can find one.
"Junior Sister is here."
"Didn't you just come to see him? Junior Sister, are you so concerned about that child?"
The disciples, who were leaving in a hurry, greeted Song Siyao but couldn't help but whisper and murmur among themselves.
Song Siyao was used to it and led Song Tingwan straight to the small bedroom in the corner.
I knocked on the door, and a brisk but tired woman opened it.
The room was quiet; the massive body cultivator was nowhere to be seen.
Song Siyao raised an eyebrow.
When the woman saw it was her, she gave them a grateful smile and let them in.
"Didn't Fellow Daoist Song just leave? And who is this?"
She looked at the beautiful woman beside her who appeared somewhat frail; she was also a disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
"My older sister."
Song Siyao gave a brief introduction, and Song Tingwan smiled at the woman, "I'm not feeling well. When I woke up today, I heard that my sister brought a child back. I'm a pill cultivator, so I was curious and wanted to see him."
The woman suddenly realized.
This Fellow Daoist Song is indeed worthy of being the sect leader's personal disciple. In the few hours since he brought them back, many disciples have been peeking and staring at them.
However, it was all out of curiosity, so it didn't offend anyone.
"Little Fish woke up for a while, then fell asleep again. My husband said he was going to find our benefactor to thank him, and he just left."
The woman smiled at them and led them into the small room. While pouring them water, she lowered her voice and turned to let them see the short-armed and short-legged child sleeping on the bed.
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