CHAPTER 184: CHAPTER 106: IMPOSSIBLE, THIS CAN’T BE POSSIBLE! (6K)_3

Mo Xingjian nodded and then carried Zhou Qing towards Little Spirit Peak.

The Peak Master of Hundred Battle Peak quickly followed, carrying Yan Xiaohu on his back.

...

Watching Zhou Qing’s breathing gradually stabilize on the bed, Mo Xingjian gently covered him with a quilt.

Yan Xiaohu, with his limbs wrapped in bandages, sat to the side, his lips trembling, constantly blaming himself.

Mo Xingjian walked over, placed a hand on him, quickly assessed him to ensure there were no hidden injuries, then looked at the bandages that were seeping blood and in a hoarse voice, asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Xiaohu’s tears flowed uncontrollably again. Mo Xingjian gently wiped them away, reassuring him, "It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself too much. At least the fourth brother is still alive, isn’t he?"

"But, but..." Yan Xiaohu sobbed.

Mo Xingjian reached out and gently stroked his head.

"Let’s go outside and talk slowly. Tell me what exactly happened!" Mo Xingjian’s voice was unnervingly calm.

Yan Xiaohu wiped the corners of his eyes with his arm, then nodded repeatedly. Mo Xingjian carried him outside.

"This matter started at the Cangyan Daoist Palace’s mine. We followed the traces left by the senior brother when he left, all the way to the Beimang Mine..."

Moonlight, like water, quietly spilled into the room through the half-open window. Mo Xingjian looked guiltily at the jade box on the table, from which the Soul Breath Immortal Grass emitted an unusual glow.

He never expected that all this was because of him.

If it weren’t for the Soul Breath Immortal Grass, how could those two foolish kids have taken out the Chaos Profound Gold for an exchange?

Otherwise, there’s no way that Qian Dafu would have been tempted by just two Nascent Soul Formation Pills, leading him to cooperate with a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to tail and ambush them.

The second sister had the same reaction. She was about to return after being out for three years, but upon hearing about the Soul Breath Immortal Grass, she unhesitatingly tracked it down.

As for Qian Dafu’s shop incident, it was his own fault for mentioning it on their way out.

"Sigh..."

Mo Xingjian let out a long sigh. Looking at the two of them, he felt nothing but heartache and guilt.

"It’s all my fault. If I wasn’t in such a hurry to come back and had refined the Nascent Soul Formation Pill earlier to break through to Nascent Soul, the fourth brother wouldn’t have ended up like this. He suffered because of me," Yan Xiaohu blamed himself incessantly.

Mo Xingjian stood up and said, "A blessing in disguise. At least you’re all still alive. It’s okay, don’t think too much about it."

"When will the fourth brother wake up?" Yan Xiaohu asked eagerly.

Mo Xingjian replied, "Thanks to the Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng you gave him in time to replenish his blood and Qi, combined with the Resurrection Array, he should wake up by tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohu felt reassured.

"That Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng was given to me ten years ago, you sent me to..."

"That was your chance encounter. This thing is valuable; don’t let outsiders know," Mo Xingjian interrupted Yan Xiaohu.

Yan Xiaohu looked at his master and nodded immediately. Then, recalling something, he quickly took out two Top-Grade Spirit Stones from his body.

"Master, to find Heavenly Dao Qi for the senior brother and second sister, you have already borrowed a lot from the elder uncles. This time, activating the Resurrection Array must have consumed a lot of resources too. These are the remaining Chaos Profound Gold, I don’t know if it’s enough," Yan Xiaohu said.

Mo Xingjian looked at the two Top-Grade Spirit Stones and couldn’t help but smile.

"Silly child, when you have lice, it doesn’t itch anymore. You’re about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage; you might need them. Keep them. I will check the Collection Pavilion to see if there are any Body Refining cultivation techniques..."

Mo Xingjian’s voice lowered as he spoke.

Yan Xiaohu felt a sharp pang in his heart.

Luckily, the fourth brother had kept his life, but he could no longer absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Compared to an average person, he was now even less. He could only embark on the path of Body Refining.

But what use is refining the body to the extreme? It’s nothing more than becoming a human-shaped weapon.

It would no longer be possible to break through realms or extend his life.

Seeing Yan Xiaohu’s gloominess, Mo Xingjian stepped out.

"There are no absolutes in this world. Just because there is no solution in a fourth-level cultivation country doesn’t mean a fifth-level cultivation country or even a sixth-level cultivation country cannot solve it. Legend has it that some Spirit Medicines, even a single drop, can bring the dead back to life and regenerate bones..."

Mo Xingjian’s voice came from the night, making Yan Xiaohu’s eyes grow even more determined.

"Yes, we can’t give up. We absolutely can’t give up—"

...

Zhou Qing only felt a burning and itching sensation in his Dantian.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a bit blurry. He moved his head slightly, trying to adapt to the surrounding light.

His face was still pale, his lips colorless, with a trace of fatigue and weakness.

Not until he saw his surroundings clearly did he realize that this seemed to be his master’s residence.

Yes, in a daze, it seemed that he saw his master suddenly appear. Before he could say anything, he passed out again, not even having time to finish chewing the Blood Ginseng Root in his mouth.

He tried to move his body but immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain radiate from his abdomen to his limbs.

His insides felt as if they were being gnawed by thousands of ants, with sharp pains coming from every meridian.

"That’s right, my Golden Core—" Zhou Qing thought of something and carefully sensed it, only to find that there wasn’t a trace of Spiritual Power within him.

It was as if he had returned to being an ordinary person before he started cultivating.

However, his heart was beating vigorously, as if something was slowly brewing.

Seeing this, he was finally reassured.

He just didn’t know when the new Golden Core would form.

As he turned his head, Zhou Qing quickly saw his third senior brother sleeping soundly on the table beside him, blood still seeping from his limbs.