Yang Zi hummed in agreement and smiled, saying: "Master, don't worry.
Once I finish my business here, I will go to Fengzhou to see you.
At that time, I hope to see a healthy Lady Mother…" After chatting for a few more moments, Ling Xian left Yang Zi's room.
Inside him, he felt grateful;to have such a powerful and considerate disciple was truly his fortune!The next day, Ling Xian, along with Wanxiang, Gao Miao Ling, Zhi Huai Zhi, He Zhengyi, Huang Yaoyao, Xiao Xi, Za Zhao, Mi Min, and Dahei, Xiahei, Baihe, returned to Fengzhou.
Upon arriving in Fengzhou, Ling Xian bid farewell to He Zhengyi and the others before he took his disciples back home.
As for Huang Yaoyao, she had already been sent out.
He told her that she should find a job on her own and be self-reliant.
To this, Huang Yaoyao didn't have any objections.
She received a large sum of money in Huaihua Village—hundreds of thousands of dollars—and it would allow her to indulge for some time.Después de regresar a casa, Ling Xian descubrió que había muchas personas allí.
Wu Xiulan y Xia Qiong Yao habían venido, y Zhi Yulan se había mudado a su casa, cuidando constantemente de Mei Fang.
En ese momento, Mei Fang también estaba profundamente dormida.
Zhi Yulan le dijo a Ling Xian que el estado de Mei Fang estaba empeorando, y que si no se hacía nada pronto, el *Gusano de desmembramiento espiritual* la mataría…Ling Xian called everyone out when he got home because he didn't want to be disturbed during his treatment.
He only left Zhi Yulan behind in the house while the rest temporarily stayed at Wu Xiulan's place.In the bedroom, Ling Xian sat on the bed as Zhi Yulan stood by him.
On a table nearby, there were two sets of needles—one set was made of gold, and the other silver—along with a thousand-year-old ginseng root.
This root was to be used for preserving life;Era extremadamente valioso.
Si el método de Ling Xian fallaba, y el *mezcla espiritual de insectos* no podía contener al *Gusano de desmembramiento espiritual*, Zhi Yulan utilizaría rápidamente las agujas de oro y plata para liberar todo el potencial vital de Mei Fang, permitiéndole recuperar la consciencia.
Luego, utilizaría la raíz de ginseng de mil años para mantenerla con vida hasta que pudiera cumplir con sus últimos deseos.Although both of them pretended to be calm, their hearts were filled with tension.
Ling Xian was particularly anxious;he knew that this was his last hope.
If he failed, Mei Fang might die or survive, and if she survived, all his efforts would have been worth it, giving him a purpose for the rest of his life.
But what about death…
Ling Xian couldn't bear to believe it and didn't want to think about it;or maybe he had already decided that if Mei Fang died, he wouldn't be able to live alone…Originalmente confiado, pero ahora, en este día, estaba incierto.
De repente, recordó la existencia del "mezcla espiritual de insectos".
Tal vez, al principio, solo había sido una invención del dragón gusano; el propio dragón gusano solo era un practicante avanzado con un gran talento.
Incluso Wan Xi Zhu no había llegado a esa solución;could the worm dragon really be right?Si sus pensamientos eran correctos, ¿el "mezcla espiritual de insectos" (gé de armonía de espíritus) suprimiría al "Gusano de desmembramiento espiritual" (gé de fractura de espíritus) o lo mataría?Or perhaps both would just coexist peacefully?Ling Xian no entendía qué estaba pasando.