When the four of them first left the sect, they encountered that disgusting mythical beast.
Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't get hit by the river.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan's eyes curved into a smile, and Qin Xi silently put down the piece of pastry she was munching on.
Wanqiji could hardly bear to close his eyes in pain.
"A mythical beast? Have you encountered a mythical beast?" Shen Zhuochuan asked curiously, unaware of their experience.
While letting her older sister bandage her wounds, Song Siyao blinked at her older sister.
Lord Yanshan and Venerable Dongming calmly drank tea, while Wu Ling and his son sat silently to the side.
Helpless, Song Tingwan looked at her squatting apprentice and said, "Go ahead and speak."
Baili Xijiang covered his head, recounting the story of that strange beast with a mixture of pain and disdain.
In short, the incident of harming people by the excrement of mythical beasts.
Finally, everyone in the room couldn't help but chuckle and cast a comforting glance at the four people who had experienced the incident.
Shen Zhuochuan slightly parted his lips, clicked his tongue, and sounded somewhat helpless.
With this incident as a precedent, it's indeed easy to think of this when discussing the power of the Five Elements again...
"There is no need to worry. All things are made up of the power of the five elements. How can such a sacred power be defiled by the actions of a monstrous beast?"
Song Tingwan looked at the man gently, signaling him to repeat what he had just been interrupted about.
Shen Zhuochuan looked up and met her watery eyes, and pondered, "If you want to form a core with the power of the five elements? I am not a core cultivator, but when I saw you helpless just now, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration."
He felt sorry for her worries.
I wanted to share her burdens.
Song Tingwan's eyes lit up again.
"I'll give it a try."
When it comes to matters related to elixirs, she is always energetic and decisive; a gust of wind rises, and the woman disappears without a trace.
Shen Zhuochuan watched her retreating figure helplessly, while Song Siyao smiled.
Her older sister is worried about her.
Although... it is true that half of it is an obsession with elixirs.
After she left, the remaining people gathered together and seriously analyzed the matter.
"This time, we're here for my older sister."
Song Siyao spoke with a heavy and worried tone.
She was worried that her older sister would encounter danger again in the future.
Shen Zhuochuan didn't respond, but said, "Your level of skill has improved again."
Yan Shanjun curled his lips and said, "At this rate, A Yao will ascend to immortality soon."
With just two sentences, Song Siyao understood their expectations for his ascension.
But she—
"The time is not right."
After saying that, Song Siyao glanced at the people around her.
Only after confirming that they were all trustworthy people did he speak up, saying, "I am not at the Tribulation Transcending stage; I can ascend to immortality through the Mahayana stage."
No one present showed any surprise upon hearing this.
Lord Yanshan already knew about this from the clan chief of Yunyin, and the other demons and monsters had all stayed in Yunyin for a period of time.
Mahayana practitioners are everywhere, yet not a single one has transcended the eon.
It's more or less predictable.
“We know it’s not that easy.” Yan Shanjun smiled solemnly.
Venerable Dongming nodded, "Just follow your own pace."
They are also preparing for it, having all possible solutions ready.
At least give it a try.
Then everyone in the room dispersed.
Apart from Song Siyao and Yan Shanjun, who were both injured, everyone else was taken away by Venerable Dongming to help.
The sect competition is just around the corner, and there's a lot to do.
While helping the Sword Inquiry Sect with their work, the original three-person outer sect group gathered together and dragged Shen Zhuochuan and his son Wu Ling to the outer sect dining hall.
Sitting in their familiar seats, eating their familiar spiritual food, they were filled with emotion.
But Qin Xi, with a bitter face, couldn't help but complain to Baili Xijiang and Wanqiji.
"What kind of business is it for me, the young master of the Tianji Sect, to be busy for the Wenjian Sect?"
"I am the Demon Lord." Wan Qiji did not put down the spiritual food in his hand. The tall, muscular cultivator sat in the dining hall as before, and the giant sword behind him was still a treasure for those who squeezed through the crowd to grab spiritual food.
Baili Xijiang held a bowl of spiritual soup and drank it with reminiscence, laughing heartily, "Me, the young master of the Dragon Clan, and a Pill Saint, am I still helping out?"
Shen Zhuochuan watched them laugh and joke as usual, and gently curled his lips. He also tried the food they used to eat in the outer sect.
Wu Gan also took a bite, "Not bad."
Wu Ling, however, sighed like the trio: "I used to think that the food wouldn't be too bad since you guys were always fighting so hard for seats."
The group laughed. "That's right."
"Now that we're back, let's go see Xiaoyuer and Zhuangniang later."
"That's great! Little Fish has already been accepted as a personal disciple by Elder Ningxuan. It's said that Senior Sister Qianyun often takes her junior brother around to show him off."
"Ah, Master Ningxuan still takes on disciples? He's always cursing and swearing, don't scare Xiaoyuer."
"Haha, Qin Yuanyuan, you should take care of yourself first. Xiaoyuer is a head taller than you. You can scare him but he won't be scared."
"Hey! Baili Xijiang, you're really annoying!"
Listening to the two arguing, Wanqiji, as if it were commonplace, told the others to continue their meal.
The day before the start of the sect competition.
Song Tingwan emerged from seclusion, knocked on Shen Zhuochuan's door, handed him a bottle of pills to give to Yan Shanjun, and then personally applied the medicine to her sister.
After seeing her external injuries completely healed, Song Tingwan said with a deep look, "I need to go into seclusion to refine the Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pill. It will take anywhere from a month to several years. After the pill is formed through nine tribulations of lightning, it will require the approval of the Heavenly Dao before it can be made into the Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pill."
"During my seclusion, you should take good care of yourself. After Shen Zhuochuan and the others finish participating in the sect competition, let them go about their business. Once I emerge from seclusion and Feng Ye has recovered, we will head to the Cloud Palace Peak to return the Heirloom Jade to its rightful place."
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