The higher-ups don’t care.
"What kind of nonsense is this!"
Yin Shen Palace slumped into the chair, feeling a sense of panic, even the wine was no longer aromatic, the food unappetizing, and even the bright sun outside felt like an oppressive, gloomy mist.
"What’s wrong, Sect Hierarch?" Mu Lin Yuan asked.
"This freaking Guardian is so heartless!"
Yin Shen Palace cursed angrily:"He’s one of your people, your Mr. Fang! He’s done so much for you! Is it fair to suppress him like this? You all just turn a blind eye, and now, still turn a blind eye. Are you even human?!"
"This is more heartless than Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
Yin Shen Palace was so angry that his veins were bulging, clutching his heart in pain.
Sighing, flailing, consud by rage, yet powerless.
"Sect Hierarch, what exactly is... going on?" Mu Lin Yuan and the others beca serious.
Did sothing happen to Yemo?
"It’s Yemo, my disciple... Ah, the boy, he’s suffering terribly now..."
Yin Shen Palace’s eyes reddened, his lips trembling, unsure of how to express:"This matter...this damn thing, oh! My heart is in a tizzy... let sort it out."
Hou Fang hurriedly brought over a cup of tea, cautiously offering it:"Sect Hierarch, calm your heart, steady your mind..."
With a smack, Yin Shen Palace slapped the teacup away:"How the hell can I calm my heart now... calm my damn heart! They all want to harm my disciple!"
"My disciple... how he suffers!"
Yin Shen Palace sighed to the heavens:"And here you all are doubting him every day, now look, are you satisfied? Are you happy? You’re all jubilant now, right?! Damn it!"
Mu Lin Yuan and the others kept a poker face, not daring to speak.
Thinking to themselves, isn’t it always you who are doubting everything, suspecting your disciple of plotting to overthrow you, suspecting him of being disloyal, constantly scheming and testing...?
How did it all beco our fault now?
We resolutely refuse to accept this.
After a long while, Yin Shen Palace finally stopped, his face pale, hands trembling:"Where’s my cup? My throat is dry..."
The three rolled their eyes: Your cup was smashed by you.
Hou Fang quickly brought another cup.
Yin Shen Palace gulped it down, then stood and pointed toward the Guardian’s direction, cursing bitterly once more.
Only then did he finally sit down, breathing heavily, his eyes flashing sharply, but his emotions finally started to stabilize.
"The matter is like this..."
He explained, cursed, and sighed all at once.
"...just like... Dream Demon... word its way into Yemo’s head... Yemo is now in a coma, it’s been five days. Sigh."
All three went numb.
What the hell kind of situation is this!
"What do we do about this, Sect Hierarch? We can’t just turn a blind eye..."
All three were sweating under anxiety.
How did Yemo beco so unlucky, caught in such a situation?
"Wasn’t everything fine a few days ago? He even killed Heavenly Palace’s people. Wasn’t he supposed to wait for Dream Demon at Worldwide Escort Agency? How did... Dream Demon not go to Worldwide Escort Agency? Directly moved into Yemo’s head..."
Mu Lin Yuan felt his mind stiffening.
"Besides, Yemo shouldn’t be blad for Dream Demon’s death, right? Even if Yemo were aweso, he couldn’t command the Ningxue Sword, right? With such crude hiding tactics, it’s fortunate they didn’t blow their own cover; Yemo as Vice Hall Master of Guardian Hall certainly had to be present for such actions!"
"A few days back, he was flaunting his high position, claiming that with several Hall Masters and Vice Hall Masters away, he’s the top dog now. But now..."
"The key issue now is how to wake Yemo... and get Dream Demon out of Yemo’s body quickly."
"Oh..."
Upon this topic, the Old Demons sighed together.
"Sect Hierarch, shall we go see him?"
Mu Lin Yuan grew increasingly restless.
"We can’t go. Dongfang Sansan suspects Yemo’s past actions, this coma is another trap, ant to see if anyone will rush to save him."
Yin Shen Palace dejectedly said:"So we can’t make any moves, though Yemo is in a coma, there might still be experts lying in ambush around him, I fear our presence wouldn’t even be detected if we went. That would be the true disaster!"
"What to do? Just leave the child there alone?"
The three were overwheld.
"This is the only option now..." Yin Shen Palace said, infinitely low-spirited:"And... Young Master Feng Yun is still suspecting Yemo of killing Heavenly Palace’s people, doubting his intentions... ah."
"This is bullying to the extre!"
"This child, who knows what karmic debt from a past life he’s paying for, to endure so many misfortunes in this life. Now he’s utterly unsupported, surrounded from all sides. Wei Wo Zheng Sect is targeting him, and so is the Guardian... damn it..."
"Oh..."
Yin Shen Palace gazed sorrowfully at the sky:"Now I can only hope that he can pull through himself. Since he was able to overco Wenxin Road at such a tender age, his Divine Soul strength should be decent, right..."
"Sect Hierarch, what are the chances of Yemo waking up?"
The three pressed for an answer.
"They say... less than ten percent."
Yin Shen Palace paused before answering.
Then... Mu Lin Yuan and the others froze.
Less than ten percent?
No one wanted to speak anymore.
Just sitting there, until nightfall ca.
Then they all stood up, hunched over, shuffling back to their rooms, the path silent, only filled with sighs.
...
Though Fang Che was in a coma, he was conscious within the Sea of Divine Consciousness.
On the fourth day, the dicinal power of the two God Fusion Pills ended, and Fang Che’s Sea of Divine Consciousness was nearly bursting.
Teetering on a very perilous brink.
To illustrate: if a reservoir’s maximum capacity is ten million cubic ters, once exceeding ten million, even if there is no rainfall, the spillway must be opened to release so water. Otherwise, the surplus water will, with its rolling waves, cause damaging impacts to the dam.
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