"Qiuqiu." The Little Wood Spirit hurriedly moved Ye Qiu into its own space, and the Water Spirit went in as well.
The Earth Spirit held the Little Wood Spirit in its mouth, its tough shell resisting the spatial storm as it moved through the Small Secret Realm with difficulty, relying on its knowledge of the realm.
Three months later, beneath the desolate and cold ice of the Arctic Icefield, the Water Spirit, Earth Spirit, and Mu Ling all quietly watched over Ye Qiu. He lay in the space of the Little Wood Spirit, his whole body imrsed in the milky-white Spirit Milk, his face pale and eyes closed tightly. If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one might think he was dead.
"It’s been three months already, and Qiuqiu still hasn’t awoken." The Little Wood Spirit said sadly as it infused another stream of pure Wood Elent Spiritual Energy into Ye Qiu’s body.
Ye Qiu’s injuries were extrely severe this ti; his Nascent Soul and Divine Soul were almost ruptured, and his body poisoned by the fierce venom of a Snake Demon. If it were not for the soaking in the Ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Milk and the Little Wood Spirit infusing Wood Spirit Qi to heal him every two to three days, he might have already died.
"We should go find Chen Qingchi." The Little Wood Spirit spoke up.
"Who is Chen Qingchi?" The Water Spirit and Earth Spirit asked curiously.
"Hmm..." The Little Wood Spirit, swaying its green oily little tail, hesitantly said, "A very powerful Alchemist."
In truth, the Little Wood Spirit wasn’t clear on how powerful an Alchemist was, but since Ye Qiu had said he was very powerful, it must be true. Humans just needed to eat an Elixir to get better, so taking Ye Qiu to find Chen Qingchi, he would surely be able to cure Qiuqiu.
Yes, that’s the decision made.
"Then do you know the place?" the Water Spirit asked it.
"I know, it’s in the south, a very comfortable and warm place, where I have been before." The Little Wood Spirit confidently said.
Since the Little Wood Spirit said that finding Chen Qingchi could save Ye Qiu, then they should go. The Water Spirit didn’t mind, and as for the Earth Spirit, always quiet and slow, it didn’t care about anything; it had no opinion on whatever the Little Wood Spirit and Earth Spirit said.
Ye Qiu had warned the Little Wood Spirit before, that Spirit Objects like them, naturally occurring and grown, were highly coveted by humans and demon beasts, so it should be cautious. Thus, the three little ones chose the most secluded paths as they journeyed south, and by the ti they arrived, a whole year had passed.
Although Ye Qiu’s aura in the Spirit Milk was growing stronger, he remained unconscious.
"Woo... So many human scents." The Little Wood Spirit trembled with fear, what to do? They couldn’t enter.
The Water Spirit also looked at the distant large city with trouble. The Alchemist was in the valley within the city, but how could they enter without being discovered by others?
It was the Earth Spirit who awoke from its slumber and slowly suggested that it could go underground. If it burrowed deep enough, others wouldn’t be able to detect them.
That was a good plan. The Water Spirit hid in the space of the Mu Ling, which was carried in the mouth of the Earth Spirit, who was ineptly guided forward.
At this mont, Chen Qingchi was sitting in his own courtyard, practicing Alchemy. He had just achieved Divinity Transformation a few days ago, and the effects of his advancent were significant. He was now capable of refining Eighth-grade Elixirs, just one grade lower than his grandfather. Considering that he had just achieved Divinity Transformation while his grandfather was already in the Mahayana Realm, it showed how high his talent was.
"An Eighth-grade Nourishing Yuan Pill, pity it’s only of Mid-grade dicinal effect." Chen Qingchi said with dissatisfaction. Yet, even this Elixir that he disdained, if put out there, would definitely cause a scramble among people.
An Eighth-grade Nourishing Yuan Pill could repair the Dantian; having one more was akin to having an extra life, making it worth spending all one’s possessions for cultivators who adventured all year round.
Below a few thousand ters of earth layer at this mont, the Little Wood Spirit suddenly cried out.
"It’s here, I sll the Alchemist’s scent." The Little Wood Spirit said excitedly.
Chen Qingchi possessed the purest Wood Spiritual Root, and was constantly surrounded by Spiritual dicine. Compared to Ye Qiu, the Little Wood Spirit preferred his scent; they had spent a long ti together, so the Little Wood Spirit recognized it in an instant.
The Earth Spirit, laboriously moving upwards with the Little Wood Spirit, felt it too; the soil here was richer in Spiritual Energy than other places.
"Huh?" After a while, Chen Qingchi also noticed sothing strange, then he saw a small mound rise on the ground of his courtyard, and a creature resembling a small turtle slowly crawled over, staring at him with eyes the size of sesa seeds.
"What’s this?" Chen Qingchi was dumbfounded.
While he was still in shock, the little turtle opened its mouth, and a cluster of green spiritual energy erged, transforming into a little green snake with an oversized head and a small body.
This familiar aura...
Chen Qingchi’s eyes widened in surprise and said, "Little Wood Spirit?"
No wonder he was astonished. The last ti they t, it was still a little wooden figure, and now it had beco a little snake with two lumps on its head, its cultivation speed was simply too quick!
One must know that for such naturally occurring spiritual objects, undergoing transformation could normally take a thousand or even ten thousand years. How long had they been apart? What on earth had Brother Ye Qiu fed it?
Ah! That’s right, if the Little Wood Spirit is here, where is Brother?
"Where is Brother?" Chen Qingchi asked it.
"Qiuqiu is injured." Tears glistened in the Little Wood Spirit’s eyes as it spoke anxiously, "Please, you must save him."
"Where is he?" Chen Qingchi promptly inquired.
"With , let’s go inside the room."
Once in the room, and making sure there would be no outsiders coming in, the Little Wood Spirit also led Chen Qingchi into its own space.
Chen Qingchi didn’t first notice the rich Immortal Spirit Qi within the space, nor the peerless treasures that would amaze outsiders. His gaze was tightly drawn to Ye Qiu, who was enveloped in Spirit Milk in a pool.
"The Dantian is destroyed, the ridians are damaged, the spirit is unsettled, who has inflicted these injuries on him?" Chen Qingchi asked furiously, "Thank goodness he is soaked in Spirit Milk; otherwise, his cultivation would have been ruined."
"It’s that really annoying woman nad Qingling, plus a snake demon and two n," the Little Wood Spirit reported eagerly.
"It’s her again, this woman just won’t go away," said Chen Qingchi with disgust. Although he had been staying in dicine Valley refining elixirs all these years, he had heard about the outside world. Qingling, that repulsive woman, not only betrayed the Sword Pavilion but also involved a number of n, causing trouble for years.
But he never imagined she’d go after Brother’s life!
When he encounters that woman, he is determined to make her pay!
Now is not the ti to think too much, Chen Qingchi hurriedly administered a freshly refined Nourishing Yuan Pill to Ye Qiu, but that wasn’t enough. The Nourishing Yuan Pill could only repair the Dantian and the ridians. To nd the Divine Soul, a Soul Nourishing Pill would need to be refined, and preferably a top-grade one at that.
But can he manage it with Grandfather still in closed-door cultivation?
"Little Wood Spirit, go out and assist with alchemy," said Chen Qingchi. He took out Ice Lotus Seeds and Soul Nourishing Grass among other alchemy ingredients, in addition to a bottle of Spirit Milk. Today he had to make it work, regardless.
Chen Qingchi took out an alchemy furnace, only as tall as a calf, with the body engraved with various spiritual creatures like flowers, birds, fish, and insects, exuding an ancient aura.
He ticulously extracted the essence of the Spirit Plants, carefully controlled the Spiritual Fire inside the furnace, following a set rhythm to introduce the Spirit Plants one by one, allowing them to fuse with each other. The Little Wood Spirit then injected a cluster of pure Wood Elent Spiritual Energy.
Before long, wafts of pill fragrance emanated from the furnace, refreshing the heart and soul.
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