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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nBitao spent a total of seven days to heal Feng Ying’s meridians. His burnt body finally regained some of its colour. He was now looking more alert as well.

nBitao wiped the perspiration from his forehead and started to exit the room. Just as he stepped out, he noticed that there were several people in the yard who were… eating non-stop in the name of waiting for him to finish his work. Didn’t they say that Feng Ying was their friend? Why did it seem like only Bitao was worried for Feng Ying’s well-being?

n“Great… Sect Master,” Bitao sighed as he stepped in front of her. “I’ve already healed his meridians, but the Lightning Tribulation has injured his foundation. Given my cultivation, I cannot treat his foundation now. He will need to rest and adjust his own foundation.” Bitao was only a Mystic Immortal, and a newly-ascended one at that. Only Exalted Immortals could help to heal another person’s foundation.”

n“Oh… Thank you for your hard work.” Shen Ying nodded and took another bite out of the fruit in her hand. That was when she noticed Feng Ying walking toward them. Indeed, the familiar-sounding system sounded at once.

nDing! Detected: The host’s body is 88 percent healed. Mission: showing gratitude is an age-old value. Host, please use the next minute to thank Badass for her benevolence.”

nFeng Ying lost his footing and almost fell to his knees once more. However, he caught himself and remained on his own two feet. Inside his heart, he cursed and swore at the system. he turned around to face Bitao, cupped his fists and said, “Thank you for all your help, Fellow Immortal Bitao. I will repay you personally.”

n“Do not stand on ceremony, Fellow Immortal.” Bitao cupped his fists in return and said, “I was only acting on Sect Master’s orders.”

nIt was only then that Feng Ying turned around and strode right past Shen Ying. He reached out and held Chengyu’s hand, saying, “Little Yu, did I scare you? I’m sorry to worry you, but I’m alright now.”

n“Er…” Qi Chengyu paused halfway as she was adding food to Shen Ying’s bowl. Actually… she was not too worried. She had found Shen Ying afterall. “You.. I’m glad you’re alright. It was all thanks to Shen Ying, otherwise we…”

nShe did not finish speaking. She just turned to Shen Ying, heart filled with gratitude. Feng Ying unwillingly faced Shen Ying and mumbled, “Thanks.”

n“No worries, baby.” Afterall, she had not done anything.

nFeng Ying’s mouth twitched. Who’s the baby!

nDing! Host: Baby. Reading information. Should I present them?

n“…”

nHe hated this parenting system!

n“Tower Master Feng 1 ,” Yi Qing greeted, stepping forward. He intentionally stepped between Feng Ying and Shen Ying.

n“…” You are the crazy tower master. Your entire family is filled with crazy tower masters. How many times must I say that I’m Tower Master Ying?”

n“Let’s talk about her. What are your plans?” Yi Qing glanced at Qi Chengyu. He could not read her situation because she only had a spirit. Feng Ying must not have had the intention of leaving her to remain as a spirit if he decided to bring her to the immortal realm.

nFeng Ying frowned and exchanged a look with Qi Chengyu. Then, he nodded and said, “Initially, I helped Little Yu’s spirit out of her body in order to save her, but for some reason.. her spirit can’t return to her body anymore.”

nHe cast a spell and closed his eyes, touching a finger to his forehead. There was a flash of white light. He waved toward the ground next to him and a red-robed figure appeared, lying on the floor. It was Roasted Chicken Gal’s body.

nDing! Item successfully retrieved from the system storage!

nThat position…

n“You took her body and kept it in your own consciousness!” Bitao exclaimed, looking at him as if he were stupid. The consciousness was such an important place. It was second only to one’s very soul. If any foreign object or even aura entered one’s consciousness, one would feel unbearable pain.

n“No!” Feng Ying shook his head and turned to face Shen Ying. He explained no further. It really was not his consciousness – he only stored the body in the system. He used both his consciousness and his spirit Qi to protect Little Yu’s body.

n“Floaty, what’s the situation?” Shen Ying rushed him, changing the topic.

n“Oh,” Bitao stepped forward and used his immortal Qi to survey Roasted Chicken Gal’s body. The longer he surveyed the body, the deeper his frown became. He turned to face the worried Feng Ying and sighed. “Her body, meridians, dantian and divine perception have all been broken by the lightning tribulation. It’s going to be very troublesome but not entirely impossible to heal her body.” They just needed to nurture it.

nFeng Ying rejoiced, but Bitao continued, “As for why her spirit cannot return to her body – I cannot explain why.”

nWhen Bitao finished speaking, both Feng Ying’s and Roasted Chicken Gal’s expressions darkened. Was there no solution, even in the immortal realm?

n“Of course, it could be because my cultivation level is low,” Bitao added.

nThey remained looking solemn and disappointed.

n“Why not… we wait for Father Niu to come and take a look?” Shen Ying suggested. Chef was still healing and could not help them to look, but Father Niu might have a way.

n“Niu…” Feng Ying paused and then finally recalled who Shen Ying was referring to. His heart leapt. Compared to the infuriating Shen Ying, Feng Ying took a much greater liking to her companion. “Brother Lonemoon has ascended to immortality as well!”

n“What’s wrong with me?” Just as she finished speaking, Lonemoon walked over. He finally finished the lightning tribulation and seemed to be in high spirits.

n“Hey, Father Niu.” Shen Ying waved her hand. He was just in time – she already finished spending all the immortal stones.

nShe was just about to greet him when Feng Ying stepped forward.

n“Brother Niu, you’ve finally arrived!”

n“…” Who’s your Brother Niu? Lonemoon frowned and scanned the burnt strangers in front of him. It was then that he realised who they were. “Tower Master Ying, you’ve ascended?” So he was the reason why Lonemoon had felt strange movements in the immortal Qi while he was going through the Heavenly Tribulation.

nHe turned around and glared at Shen Ying. His look seemed to say, “All you know how to do is to bring people back to eat our food and then act poor all the time!”

nFeng Ying, on the other hand, did not feel an ounce of contempt. He just looked hopeful. “Niu… I mean, Brother Lonemoon, please help Little Yu.”

n“What Little Yu?” Lonemoon turned and saw Qi Chengyu. Holy **! He glared at the foodie once again. You’ve brought back two of them! He decided to deduct her allowance.

n“Fellow Immortal Bitao said that your cultivation level is the highest. You are her only hope now.” He knelt down immediately.

nHmm, that sounds pleasing to the ears!

n“Tower Master Ying, please do not stand on ceremony.” Lonemoon reached out and helped Feng Ying to his feet. “Please tell me what’s going on?” On account of your great boot-licking skills… “Although I am of the highest cultivation level here, I do still need to know what’s going on, right?”

nThe hurt Yi Qing: “…”

nFeng Ying began to tell Lonemoon everything that had happened. Lonemoon checked on Roasted Chicken Gal, then he shook his head and said, “I have no solution either.”

nFeng Ying turned pale.

n“I don’t understand much about spirits. I have never seen anyone in a similar situation as her.” Lonemoon paused to ponder and then added, “But… I heard that there’s an immortal herb called the Dry Half-Moon. I heard that it can nourish spirits. It might be of some help.”

n“Really!” Feng Ying jumped. He was just about to ask where he could find this immortal herb.

n“The Dry Half-Moon!” Bitao exclaimed, looking utterly surprised. That’s a top-grade immortal herb, and it only grows on top of the Heavens beyond Heaven. That’s the realm of the ten Celestial Emperors. Ordinary immortals have never seen this herb.” And whatever nourishes a spirit is normally also good for the divine perception – these immortal herbs were all considered treasures.

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