Northern Plains Continent
Snowfield
Mo Heyu came to Jian Wuqing's side and gave him the snow fruit he had picked himself.
Concealing the reluctance in her eyes, she smiled and said, "Wuqing, we've known each other for so long, and I've never given you a gift before. Here, this is for you."
Jian Wuqing stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out and took the jade box. She nodded to Mo Heyu, turned around, stepped onto the Wuqing Sword, and followed behind Qi Zhantian, transforming into a stream of light and heading towards the Tai Xuan Sword Sect.
Mo Heyu gazed in the direction Jian Wuqing had left, and only after he could no longer see him did he turn back to the Pure Immortal Sect cultivators.
The cultivators who had been seriously injured and unconscious had also woken up, and an elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance led the Loose Cultivator Alliance members away from the snowfield on a magic boat.
Yi Xiuming did not go with them, but he was used to going his own way, so the cultivators of the Loose Cultivator Alliance did not think anything of it.
Su Qi of the Wanfa Sect led his cultivators; Yuwen Qingkong and Yuwen Heyue of the Imperial Dynasty led their elders and cultivators; Yu Letian of the Yu Family led his elders and cultivators; Ji Minghui of the Ji Family led his elders and cultivators; and Nangong Lingyu of the Nangong Family led his elders and cultivators.
Just as they had come, they took their leave aboard Elder Su Qi's Dharma boat from the Wanfa Sect.
Before leaving, Ji Minghui's gaze remained fixed on Wu Wang of the Wanfo Sect.
Wu Wang looked up and nodded at him. Ji Minghui smiled brightly at Wu Wang, then turned and left, satisfied.
The alchemists of the Dancao Sect also packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.
Nangong Tianci saw Yi Xiuming watching him from not far away, turned to Qing Sang Zhenren and said, "Master, I'll be back soon."
Master Qingsang: "Good."
Nangong Tianci picked up the ear-mouse at his feet, came to Yi Xiuming's side, and asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Yi, is there something you need to see me about?"
Hearing Nangong Tianci's teasing words, Yi Xiuming nodded: "Mm."
Now it was Nangong Tianci's turn to be stunned. Yi Xiuming had always treated him very well, especially well.
However, I've always avoided him somewhat, and this is the first time I've answered his questions so directly and frankly.
Nangong Tianci's smile faded, and his expression turned serious.
Nangong Tianci: "Fellow Daoist Yi, please speak."
Yi Xiuming looked away from Nangong Tianci's face and said in a low voice, "I...I want to get rid of this poison and start over."
Nangong Tianci: "Have you thought it through?"
Ishu Ming: "Hmm."
Seeing that he had indeed made up his mind, Nangong Tianci no longer hesitated and took out the antidote pills he had prepared in advance from his spatial ring.
Yi Xiuming glanced at Nangong Tianci, poured out the antidote pill from the pill bottle, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.
The detoxifying pills disrupted the balance of the potent poison within Ishuming's body.
With the various poisons out of control, Yi Xiuming's internal organs were corroded and eroded in an instant, and the nascent soul that had already formed in his dantian was also shattered.
Nangong Tianci was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He pulled Yi Xiuming into his arms, tears streaming down his face.
With trembling hands, she took out various healing pills, detoxifying pills, and spiritual energy replenishing pills from her spatial ring and fed them all to Yi Xiuming.
Despite the excruciating pain, Ishuming comforted him, saying, "Don't cry, it's okay."
"If this deadly poison in my body isn't cured, I won't live much longer."
"Trying to unravel it, whether it brings life or death, offers a glimmer of hope."
"If I truly cannot overcome this, it is my destiny, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."
Nangong Tianci cried out, "No, Xiuming, no!"
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