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Yu Linzhou remained silent for a while before whispering, "Back then, his disciple Luo Yiyan was severely injured by Elder Chu. His meridians were all severed and his dantian was shattered. Only the Azure Glazed Branch could save him."

"That Azure Glazed Branch is in my hands. He traded the Frost Snow Lotus for the Azure Glazed Branch."

"Later, I was struck by lightning and seriously injured. I used that snow lotus to heal my wounds."

The Grand Elder hadn't expected such a serious incident. But it was too late to say anything more now.

He sighed, "I won't interfere in your affairs. Everyone has their own destiny; this is his tribulation, and it's yours too. I'll try to find other elixirs to see if they can save Ling Cang. I'll leave this to you."

Yu Linzhou nodded and replied softly, "Thank you for your trouble, Martial Uncle."

The elder waved his hand: "Who told you two debt collectors to fall into my hands?"

After the Grand Elder left, only Yu Linzhou and Yan Lingcang, who was lying unconscious on the bed, remained in the room.

Yu Linzhou stared at that bloodless face for a long time, then muttered with a rare hint of guilt, "You can't really be this angry because of me, can you? I never noticed you had such a temper before."

The unconscious person naturally wouldn't answer him.

Yan Lingcang lay there quietly, his breathing so faint that the rise and fall of his chest was barely perceptible.

Yu Linzhou sighed, pulled over a futon next to him and sat down. He raised his hand and pressed down on Yan Lingcang's wrist, continuously channeling spiritual energy into his body to regulate the disordered energy in his meridians.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Lingcang's complexion finally improved, and the furrowed brow relaxed a bit.

Yu Linzhou withdrew his hand, stretched his stiff fingers, glanced at the dark night outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh again.

He had been planning to go home and sleep with his beloved student tonight, but judging from this situation, it seems like that's not going to happen again.

……

Luo Yiyan waited on the summit of Wucang Peak for an entire night.

They waited from dusk until the stars began to fall, and from the stars until the sky began to lighten, but the figure in white never appeared.

He had made a promise with his master that his master would watch him practice his new sword technique tonight and give him pointers on a few key points of spiritual energy circulation.

Master never makes promises lightly, and once he has made a promise, he has never broken it.

But he waited all night, and the person who was supposed to come never arrived.

He told himself that with his master's cultivation level, there were few people in the world who could harm him.

But I couldn't help thinking, if there really was an emergency that delayed me, why not just let him know by sending a voice message?

Even just having Senior Brother Minghe deliver a message would be helpful.

When it was fully light, he finally couldn't sit still any longer and got up to rush towards Qiyue Peak.

Lin Zhixu was practicing his sword in the courtyard. Upon hearing his purpose, he stopped his swordplay and shook his head: "My master is also not here. I don't know where he went. But he should be back soon. You don't need to worry too much. Perhaps they were just held up by something."

Luo Yiyan nodded, but her brows remained furrowed.

As the two were talking, the courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside.

Yu Linzhou sauntered in.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, his gaze landed precisely on Lin Zhixu. He took three steps in two, leaned against him, rested his chin on his shoulder, and mumbled indistinctly, "I'm back. Did you miss me?"

Luo Yiyan: "...!"

Lin Zhixu: "..."

Lin Zhixu was forced back half a step by him, and pushed him away by placing his hand on his shoulder.

This person may be flirtatious in general, but for the sake of his pride, he would never show this weak appearance.

His heart sank slightly, and his tone became more serious: "Stand still. Where have you been? Why are you so weak?"

Thinking of Luo Yiyan beside him, he asked again, "Have you seen Immortal Venerable Wucang? He arranged to meet Luo Yiyan last night, but Luo Yiyan waited all night and didn't show up. Did something happen?"

Yu Linzhou seemed to only then notice that Luo Yiyan was standing in the courtyard.

He straightened up, his eyes darting around, and deliberately said, "Yan Lingcang is in the quiet room of the main hall. His hidden illness has flared up again, and he won't wake up for a while. But he's stabilized, so there's no need to worry."

Luo Yiyan's pupils contracted slightly, his fingers clenched unconsciously, and he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "He...was injured? When did that happen?"

"He's not injured." Yu Linzhou rubbed the back of his neck. "It's an old injury from a long time ago that never healed and has just flared up again."

Luo Yiyan pleaded, "Then can I go see him?"

Yu Linzhou hesitated: "This..."

Luo Yiyan said anxiously, "Don't worry, I promise I won't bother him. I'm just a little worried about him and want to see how he is now."

Yu Linzhou leaned against Lin Zhixu, looked down at him for a moment, and suddenly sighed, "Alright. But you can only look for a while, you can't stay long."

Luo Yiyan's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Zhixu grabbed Yu Linzhou's sleeve, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice, "What are you up to now?"

Based on his understanding of Yu Linzhou, that look in that man's eyes just now was definitely not a good omen.

Yu Linzhou winked at him, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless. Maybe Yan Lingcang will even thank me after it's all done."

Lin Zhixu wanted to ask more questions, but Yu Linzhou had already turned around and called out to Luo Yiyan, "Let's go, I'll take you to see him."

Lin Zhixu hesitated for a moment, then followed.

He was worried about leaving the two of them alone together.

His main concern was Luo Yiyan.

With Luo Yiyan's stubborn and pure-hearted nature, she was betrayed by Yu Linzhou, a cunning old fox, and even had to help him count the money.

He needs to keep an eye on things and make sure Luo Yiyan doesn't get hurt too badly.

……

The three arrived at the quiet room in the main hall. The room was filled with a chilly atmosphere.

Luo Yiyan stood blankly by the bed, staring at the silent figure on the bed.

Yan Lingcang's eyes were tightly closed, his face was so pale it was almost transparent, and his eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with fine frost.

Luo Yiyan had never seen him like this before.

In his heart, his master was always that unshakable iceberg, cold, powerful, and indestructible. He never imagined that one day his master would lie here weakly.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "How did he get like this? Isn't there any way to save him?"

Yu Linzhou: "He was left with a hidden ailment after his battle with the demons. He has a water-based spiritual root, and the damage to his spiritual root caused his spiritual power to become disordered. When his spiritual power went out of control, it would generate cold energy that would backfire on him."

"There is currently no cure unless he can break through to the Nascent Soul stage and use heavenly lightning to temper his body and reshape his meridians."

Luo Yiyan fell silent.

If he lacks anything external, he will do anything to find it.

Breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage can only be achieved through one's own efforts. Yan Lingcang has been stuck at this stage for countless years without making any progress; what else can he do?

Yu Linzhou waited a moment, as if he felt the time was right, before speaking slowly again: "Actually, he originally had a chance to be cured."

Luo Yiyan looked up at him.