Chapter 896: The Nine Netherworld Green Soul Grass, and the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone.

The army that had blockaded the Kunlun Mountains left only a small contingent to continue guarding them.

The relocation of most soldiers signaled the end of the crisis.

Early in the morning, international media outlets reported a series of bizarre events.

[The Argas volcano erupted, and footage captured a giant, serpentine creature moving around in the crater!]

[An 8.0 magnitude earthquake struck Arashiyama Island in Japan, causing flowers to bloom and vegetation to grow rapidly overnight in the suburbs of Tokyo, leading villagers to suspect it was a blessing from the mountain god.]

[A stone palace was discovered in the uninhabited area of ​​Country E, and disappeared after nearly three hours!]

[Unusual phenomena have appeared in many parts of China; experts analyze that they are caused by meteorological imbalances and crustal movement.]

Dramatic changes in the magnetic fields at the North and South Poles...

A series of events occurred simultaneously, prompting numerous analyses from experts and scholars.

But they couldn't have imagined it.

This is the call for the restoration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after the Heavenly Dao has been repaired, the laws of the realm have been perfected, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been revived.

Even if ordinary people can't see it, they will gradually notice something is wrong.

The most obvious effects are a cleaner air, mutated plants, enhanced physical constitution, significantly increased lifespan for ordinary people, and easier entry into martial arts training.

The shackles of the Nascent Soul stage above a cultivator's head will slowly loosen and disappear...

Kyoto, the Mohist school.

Xiaodie carried a basin of bloody water out of the room and carefully went downstairs.

"Is the young master badly injured?"

Ye Luo stood against the wall, frowning as she looked at the warm water and towel that had turned red.

She has recovered a lot in the past two days, thanks to the help of Dr. Zhao.

Aside from being a little pale, I can still do normal activities without any problems.

"It's more than just heavy!" Xiaodie glanced at the stairs and whispered.

"I'm afraid the young master won't be able to hold on; it's simply... utterly tragic!"

"This is the first time I've seen Miss like that in all these years. It's terrifying, even more so than when she had her episodes before."

"By the way, how are you feeling? You can even get out of bed and walk now?"

Ye Luo nodded.

She should be most grateful to Wang Xiaoke, otherwise she would have died in the South China Sea.

That unfathomable medical skill is countless times superior to Zhao Chen's!

"We'll talk to him again after the young master recovers," Ye Luo said with a smile as she turned around.

She knew Wang Xiaoke's capabilities; he certainly wouldn't die so easily.

In the room on the second floor, Mo Yanyu sat in a chair, tapping her knuckles on the table. The tea in front of her had long since gone cold.

She rested one hand on her head, staring intently at the boy on the bed.

She stood up, walked to the bedside, extended her slender index finger to hook Wang Xiaoke's chin, and lowered her beautiful eyes to look directly at the boy.

"Trying to keep up this act? You think I'll eat you up?"

Wang Xiaoke was startled. Had he been seen through? No, he was a movie star, how could he be so easily exposed?

Upon catching a whiff of the faint fragrance, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Mo Yanyu raised her thin lips slightly, seemingly amused by his dedicated appearance.

He reached down to touch the gunshot wound on his chest, then down to his lower abdomen, and further down...

"Don't!"

Wang Xiaoke suddenly sat up: "How did you know I was awake?"

Seeing this, Mo Yanyu smiled faintly and pinched his pale face.

"Want to know? Because your face was really red when I undressed and wiped you down."

"After feeling shy, your body tells a story."

Mo Yanyu patted his head, and a simple, ancient medicinal herb appeared in her palm.

"Nine Netherworld Azure Soul Grass?"

"Where did you get a sixth-grade spiritual herb, let alone herbs that can repair soul power?"

Wang Xiaoke's eyes were filled with longing. His divine sense had been destroyed before, and this time his spiritual power had been greatly depleted, damaging his very essence. It would take at least six months to slowly recover.

During this period, alchemy, weapon crafting, and array formation cultivation all had to be put on hold.

But with this spiritual herb, he was confident that he could quickly recover to his peak condition.

"This medicine grows in the forbidden area of ​​Mount Tai and is 3,800 years old."

Mo Yanyu made no attempt to hide anything: "The elders had no use for him, but I guessed that you, as an alchemist, might need him, so I brought him over in advance."

There are also many spiritual plants in the forbidden area of ​​Mount Tai. Some were collected by the clan elders during their travels, while others were planted and raised by their ancestors and grew naturally.

She had already planned to give them all to the little guy once she got them.

After all, most spiritual herbs can only exert their maximum effect when refined into pills.

"Hehe, you're so thoughtful!" Wang Xiaoke's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Once I've recovered from my injury and finished dealing with all the chores, I'll also give the pretty lady a gift!"

Mo Yanyu didn't take it seriously and flicked his forehead with her finger.

"I don't lack anything~"

"As long as Xiao Ke is safe and sound, that is the greatest gift I can receive."

Wang Xiaoke smiled and took her hand, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

"Don't worry, my master left me a trump card that can save my life in a critical moment."

Mo Yanyu raised an eyebrow: "So, you almost got stabbed right through the heart?"

If Shangguan Wan's shot had been any faster, his heart would have been pierced, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have had to sacrifice his physical body.

"Cough cough... I was careless at the time and didn't dodge. I'll definitely get my revenge later."

Mo Yanyu sighed helplessly, got up and walked to the window. The light shone through the thin gauze, outlining her curvaceous figure under her long dress.

"Rest assured and recover. If you need anything, just tell the servants. The clan elder asked me to go over there. I'll come to keep you company later."

A soft yet magnetic mature female voice echoed in the room.

"Seeing that you are seriously injured, I will not punish you this time, but this is a one-time exception."

Wang Xiaoke agreed firmly and watched Mo Yanyu leave.

He muttered to himself... Would a pretty woman really be willing to spruce herself up?

"I knew it. If she were willing to do that, she would have gotten beaten up on the way."

Wang Xiaoke held the soul grass in his hand.

Seeing that no one was around, he fled into the Chaos Temple to prepare for healing.

"younger brother?"

At Yuan Chen Dojo, Wang Lele rushed over to her younger brother in delight.

"This isn't a hallucination, sob... I thought I'd never see you again!"

She woke up in this strange space and encountered a phantom spirit.

He claims to be the spirit of the Emperor's artifact.

That's not all. What puzzled Wang Lele the most was...

Not only her, but the entire Wang family is here!

Including Xie Shuiyao.

Wang Lele wanted to ask Zi You, but she wasn't sure if he was good or bad.

I simply squatted in a corner, recuperating while waiting for my family to wake up...

"Xiao Ke, why are you wrapped in so many bandages? Are you injured?"

"And Mom and Dad, why haven't we heard from our sisters? Where are we?"

"Don't worry, Eighth Sister." Wang Xiaoke gestured for her to let go of her.

He let out a long sigh and struggled to his feet.

"My family members are all receiving the inheritance, and we cannot disturb them during this time."

"This is my magical space; it can hold living things."

Wang Lele pursed her dry lips: "Inheritance? When will they awaken?"

"I'm not sure either, it's been about a month and a half since then."

"That can't be right, everyone was like this just a few days ago..."

Wang Xiaoke turned his head and smiled: "This is different from the flow of time in the outside world."

"Three days inside is equivalent to one month outside."

Wang Lele stared wide-eyed at her surroundings in disbelief.

She was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

"Your Majesty."

Ziyou appeared and said helplessly, "The spiritual energy generated in the dojo can't keep up with the rate of consumption."

After speaking, it looked at the ten members of the Wang family who were sitting cross-legged in meditation, bathed in spiritual light.

The pervasive, pure spiritual energy was almost tangible, and mist filled the air everywhere.

The temple has no spiritual veins; it is entirely generated by the chaotic power within the temple.

The speed at which this is generated is linked to the strength of Ziyou and Wang Xiaoke.

With ten people devouring the food like whales, the temple is simply not able to supply enough.

“No problem.” Wang Xiaoke waved his hand, and a pile of spirit stones appeared out of thin air.

"100,000 spirit stones should be enough, right? If not, I have more!"

He was never stingy with his family.

The storage ring contained 500,000 spirit stones and 800 million gold coins.

If you exchange gold coins for low-grade spirit stones, it's equivalent to 800,000 spirit stones!

It's no exaggeration to say that he controls most of the Invincible Sect's resources.

"My little brother is really amazing!" Wang Lele looked at her younger brother with eyes full of pride.

Who else in the world would risk everything to save me in a time of crisis?

He unconditionally poured cultivation resources into his family.

Wang Lele didn't say it, but she was incredibly touched.

Ziyou nodded.

Remove the spirit stone.

"This is a healing pill." Wang Xiaoke handed over the bottle of pills: "Eighth Sister, I need to go into seclusion to recuperate. You should also take care of your health and then join the others in cultivation."

"profound."

"By the way," Wang Xiaoke said, looking at the bloodstains on her lower abdomen, "this spiritual liquid, when applied to the scar, can speed up healing and ensure no scarring."

"Ok!"

"Your younger brother is more seriously injured than me, you should go and get treatment as soon as possible."

Wang Lele took the medicine bottle, found a flat stone, sat cross-legged, and regulated her breathing.