After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Chapter 233 Severely Injured 2
In this situation, she wouldn't start by making threats or bluffing; instead, she would have the elf continue firing the spikes from the cactus, turning the person into a hedgehog.

Fearing he wasn't dead enough, she pulled another sword from her storage bag and stabbed him right through.

She collapsed from exhaustion after she died, and the little elf rushed over, her little eyes filled with tears.

She was covered in blood, and if it weren't for her still breathing, one would have thought she was dead. She quickly swallowed the pill and lay there on the ground, gently comforting the little elf.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a little blood. I'll recover after taking some medicine."

Once she recovered, she quickly took out the spirit stone to absorb it.

The little elf returned to the space and saw that the white crocodile was still fast asleep. It was so angry that it went up and gave him a shot.

"Master...Master is about to die and you're still sleeping! Disaster is imminent!"

Amit swept it away with his tail and said helplessly, "Do you think I can help if I go out? I'll be lucky if I don't get in the way."

In the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, he used all his power to kill the Abyss Lord, so even retrieving his armor was useless.

After being released, he didn't even get to eat the black liver, and his heart was even removed. Now, where would he get any strength?
It would be a real sin to go out and not only fail to help but also hinder the team.

"Then you also have to go out and protect your master. If there is any danger, you can go up and shield your master from harm."

"..."

Is this elf heartless? What is he saying?

In the end, it went out with the little elf.

"Fairy will protect Master!" The little sprite flew to sit on its master's shoulder, its expression resolute.

How could anyone not love such a little sprite?
It's because I'm too weak that I can't let it appear in front of others!

The feeling of powerlessness, coupled with the constant drain on spiritual energy she was absorbing, left her mentally exhausted. Even now that her physical strength had been restored, it couldn't offset the mental fatigue.

Seeing her sigh, Amit patted her head on the shoulder with his tail: "Don't put yourself in such danger next time!"

"Whether it's dangerous or not isn't up to me to decide. They want to kill me. Do you think I'll be safe if I just hide? It would be better to devise a plan to eliminate all those who come to kill me. That would be more deterrent."

"..." Amit had no rebuttal.

What can she do if others come in groups to kill her?
Even if they manage to escape this time, will they retreat?

Hiding in the city would avoid a lot of danger. But what if innocent people in the city got caught up in it?
I'm not a good person, but I still have some conscience.

"The most important thing right now is to figure out how to solve the problem of my spiritual energy not being enough."

The great formation relies on drawing spiritual energy from her to maintain itself, and the rate at which she absorbs it is quickly outpacing the rate at which she consumes it.

Being constantly in a state of insufficient spiritual power, I was unable to use the Crimson Crown Divine Bow or hide in a safe position to provide support.

This battle definitely warrants serious reflection! She was far too reckless. She overestimated her spiritual energy reserves, daring to activate a large-scale formation with only a Golden Core stage cultivation!

"No, the great formation consumes too much spiritual energy, and the formation plate, as the core of the formation, simply cannot convert it, which is why it keeps drawing spiritual energy from your body. Unless you can find a magic weapon that can absorb spiritual energy faster than you can as the hub."

"..."

Is her current situation very dangerous?

"Does this mean I'll always be half-dead like this when I activate the grand formation in the future?"

"No, you can just use a Heaven-level array plate, like your master's."

"..."

That's as good as saying nothing at all. Array plates are harder to forge than swords; even magic swords are hard to make into the highest grade, let alone array plates!

My master was lucky to receive the inheritance and thus have his own natal array.

Does this mean we can only activate the grand formation when we reach the Nascent Soul stage?
If only... if only she could absorb spiritual energy a little faster!

As she was thinking this, a sharp pain shot through her meridians. Amit patted her, stopping her from absorbing any more spiritual energy.

"Are you crazy! Your current meridian strength can't withstand this kind of absorption. Do you want to explode and die?"

Amit's vertical pupils were filled with disbelief!

Her method of absorbing spiritual energy was already insane; now she's pushing herself to the limit. She thinks she can handle it, but has she considered how her meridians feel?
I'm really afraid she'll blow herself up one day!
"Put yourself in a do-or-die situation and you'll find a way out. I don't believe my limits are here!"

As she spoke, she laid out several thousand high-grade spirit stones and absorbed them all at once.

Amit is a contracted beast and must obey commands. It can only be controlled to watch people constantly challenge and even try to break through the limits of absorbing spiritual power.

Seeing the person's fair skin turn red, it was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but it was forbidden and had no way to stop it.

Crazy crazy!

The spirit didn't understand what its master was doing; it only sensed that its master was in great pain. Wanting to ease its master's discomfort, it could only use its gentle spiritual power to soothe it.

It is ultimately a wood spirit, with gentle power. Although it does not have the purifying effect of a water spirit, it still has the ability to calm and soothe.

Lin Yan felt like she was about to explode, but after being soothed by the power of the elf, she found that her previously torn meridians had actually been stabilized.

She was both surprised and worried. "Wow, a Wood-type Pokémon has such abilities?"

"A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." If word gets out that she has a spirit... I can't imagine how many more people will come to kill me and steal the spirit.

She now only felt that time was of the essence, and wished she could have more inner demons to help her cultivate.

With the help of the elves, her absorption of spiritual energy from the spirit stones increased significantly. Her meridians, unable to withstand the influx of spiritual energy, were ruptured by the surge of energy, but were quickly healed by the gentle power.

The process of cracking and healing, cracking and healing, repeats itself, creating a tingling sensation.

After replenishing her spiritual energy, she flew to the top of the giant cactus.

It was bare with few thorns, but when she stood on it, soft down grew in the middle, as if the little elf herself was laying a carpet for her.

The feeling of being filled with spiritual energy was wonderful, and the first thing she did was summon the Crimson Crown Divine Art and then eagerly draw her bow and shoot an arrow.

Before she could even draw her bow and shoot, the spirit sword flew back. It was proud to have defeated a cultivator on its own and craved praise.

It didn't say it explicitly, but the constantly swaying blade revealed its intention.

"Impressive! You would be even more powerful if you could conjure a physical sword spirit!"

Upon receiving the praise, the spirit sword immediately set off to battle.

Considering that in combat, the spirit sword would directly draw upon its master's spiritual energy to maintain its power if the sword's stored spiritual energy was insufficient, Lin Yan immediately took out spirit stones and piled them aside, letting the spirit sword absorb them on its own.

She then drew her bow in one direction, revealing a red arrow.

--call out!

The arrow flew out with the force of a piercing wind, striking the back of his neck amidst the enemy's struggle.

—Pfft!
Blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.