"With this, Xie'er can be saved." Yi Yun flipped his hand and put the Soul Returning Root into his interspatial ring.
"Senior." The middle-aged man could not help but speak up. He was feeling somewhat anxious.
Now that he had the Soul Returning Root in hand, Yi Yun could leave and no one would be able to stop him.
Although Yi Yun wasn't such a cruel person, it was a matter that determined the survival of the sect. The middle-aged man could not help but feel uneasy.
Ru'er was also looking at Yi Yun with a palpitating heart. She wanted to know if he could really get her father to wake up.
Yi Yun looked up at them and said, "The injury to your sect master's soul isn't very serious. However, his dantian has been sealed which prevents his Yuan Qi from flowing freely. Therefore, placing the Soul Returning Root on him will only ensure that he doesn't die, not save him. He will fine for a bit without it."
The middle-aged man never expected Yi Yun to so immediately and accurately diagnose the sect master's situation. He looked excited as he said, "Senior, by saying that, does it mean you already have a way of treating him?"
"Perhaps…" Yi Yun nodded. "I found a recipe for a pill a few days ago, but I have never refined such a pill before. However, I doubt it would be a problem."
Upon hearing what Yi Yun said, the Red Cauldron Sect disciples, as well as the middle-aged man, could not help but prick up their eyebrows.
Is…it is really okay to use a recipe you just happened to come across?
"Find me a quiet room. Do not disturb me unless I instruct you to do so. If there's anything I need, I will inform you," said Yi Yun.
"Yes, yes. That is only right." The middle-aged man hurriedly replied.
The Red Cauldron Sect did not have many people left at present. The middle-aged man decided that he might as well leave all the quarters in the deepest part of the mountain valley to Yi Yun.
The other disciples were strictly instructed not to approach Yi Yun's quarters.
Yi Yun picked one of the compounds to stay in and set up a tiny array in a neighboring compound, also placing an alchemical cauldron there.
The valley was perennially covered in fog, but it had bamboo forests with lush greenery. Yi Yun lived in the valley, deciding that his first step would be to spend some time studying the divine alchemist's collection.
Although he had already memorized the collection, the medical knowledge recorded in it was too complicated. He still had much to do before he could fully comprehend it.
Yi Yun sat in the bamboo forest as he swirled a cup of spirit tea in his hand. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, making for a rather pleasant scene.
The people from the Red Cauldron Sect had left his premises. The entrance to the sect had been sealed shut, making everything very tranquil. For once, Yi Yun could relax without conflict.
Warriors had long lives but the martial path was fraught with danger. Yi Yun seldom experienced such calm and peaceful days.
He spent half a month reading the divine alchemist's notes, feeling his heart and mind gradually reach a state of tranquility.
The divine alchemist's notes likened the refining of medicine to the cultivating of one's mind. One had to have a clear mind to ensure the creation of unadulterated medicine. Only then would the medicine be of excellent quality and stunning purity.
Yi Yun took out some herbs from his interspatial ring. Before he left the Central State Divine Territory, Ji Shuiyan had put in a special request for the Divine Secrets Trading Company to gather many herbal treasures for Yi Yun. She had them all sent to him at the Clarity Pool Sword Sect. With such a wide variety of herbal ingredients, Yi Yun had all he needed to refine the medicine for the Red Cauldron Sect's sect master.
Once the ingredients were prepared, Yi Yun moved with a flash, bringing the herbal box with him to the cauldron in the courtyard.
Yi Yun had set up an array in the courtyard. Over the past half-month, it had been constantly gathering the valley's spiritual energy, turning it into a tiny spiritual land.
Boom!
The cauldron's lid flew up. With eyes as still as water, Yi Yun placed one herb after another into the cauldron.
"Fire, come." Yi Yun extended his hand out and waved it, creating a pure Yang flame that instantly enveloped the cauldron.
The most important parts of refining medicine were the extraction of the herbal essence and the formation of the pill. With the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun could extract the herbal essence with as much thought as it took him to eat food or drink water. In fact, he did not even need to use a flame to complete this step. It would have been overkill, not to mention completely unnecessary, if he used the Heretical God Fire Seed to refine such a low-grade pill.
The refinement of pills was a process that required intense concentration and expended a great deal of time. For that reason, the divine alchemist wrote that alchemical refinement was similar to the cultivation of one's mind.
However, Yi Yun had extremely great mental strength. It posed no problems for him.
Yi Yun stood in front of the alchemical cauldron and maintained the pure Yang flame. He constantly added new herbs into the cauldron based on the changes the herbs within underwent…
Ten days passed without him knowing.
Boom!
A huge explosion suddenly rocked the Red Cauldron Sect, giving all the disciples a fright.
The middle-aged man and company hurriedly rushed to Yi Yun's residence and saw his figure flash out of the courtyard. There appeared to be blue smoke lingering around him.
Yi Yun stared at thick billowing smoke rising from the compound as a smile suffused his lips.
"Indeed, it's that problem I had anticipated…" Yi Yun muttered to himself.
The middle-aged man, Ru'er, and company got nervous. From the looks of it, Yi Yun had likely failed at refining the pill.
The middle-aged man sighed. After all, the senior had never refined pills in the past. It was only natural that he would fail. What he was truly afraid of was that the senior might slowly lose his patience or eventually give up. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com
"Senior, it was tough on you. Pills that mend one's soul are extremely difficult to refine, to begin with. It's also draining on the mind…"
Before the middle-aged man finished, he saw a white beam of light fly at them and land straight in Ru'er's hand. When she looked at it, she was surprised to find a white pill bottle.
"I have been attempting to refine another kind of medicine in passing but I ended up failing. However, your medicine has been successfully refined. Feed it to your sect master. I still need to continue refining medicine. You may leave."
Upon saying that, Yi Yun's figure drifted to the compound like blue smoke.
He had figured out the reason for his failure and he was eager to make another attempt.
And outside the courtyard, the middle-aged man and company were left dazed in their spots.
The middle-aged man looked at the pill bottle in Ru'er's hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Refine other medicine? The sect master's medicine has already been refined during this process?
What a joke. He had even thought to console the senior…
"Ru'er, quick! Bring that medicine to save our sect master!" The middle-aged man's focus finally snapped back. Yi Yun had so casually thrown out the medicine that they failed to react immediately. This was life-saving medicine for their sect master!
"Yes, I got it!" Ru'er clenched the medicine bottle tightly. Even through the bottle, she could smell the mesmerizing herbal fragrance within.
Soon, they came to the chamber where the sect master was protected.
Ru'er opened the pill bottle and, immediately, a pill as white as jade rolled out into her palm.
"Father…" Ru'er placed the pill carefully into the middle-aged man's mouth.
The people present watched this scene nervously. The pill determined the survival of their sect master and the fate of their Red Cauldron Sect.
Everyone watched with bated breath. It was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
"Everyone, don't be too excited,” warned the middle-aged man. “The recovery of one's soul is a process. Furthermore, Sect Master has been comatose for ten years. There's no point being anxious. Let's patiently wait."
Just as he said that, the middle-aged man on the sick bed suddenly trembled. Following that, his fingers began to slowly bend.
"Cough! Cough!"
The middle-aged man still had his eyes shut. However, soft coughing sounds came from his throat. It felt like his lungs were not accustomed to the sudden breathing after such a long period of not breathing.
"What…"
All the Red Cauldron Sect disciples present felt their hearts skip a beat. The middle-aged man's every action was determining their every heartbeat.
"What happened to me…What happened…?"
The middle-aged man's body gently trembled as his sealed dantian began to crack open. Strands of Yuan Qi began to infuse his meridians like water.
He gradually opened his eyes and swept the crowd in a daze. His voice sounded like he was in a dream. Indeed, he felt like he had experienced an especially long dream. One that he had no idea how long it had lasted…
At that moment, Ru'er was already in tears.
"Dad!"
Ru'er jumped into the middle-aged man's arms like a gust of wind.
"Sect Master is awake!"
The middle-aged man rubbed his reddened eyes. It had been ten years. The Red Cauldron Sect had tottered on precariously with him shouldering many heavy responsibilities. The pill could be said to have saved everyone in the Red Cauldron Sect.
"Senior." The middle-aged man could not help but speak up. He was feeling somewhat anxious.
Now that he had the Soul Returning Root in hand, Yi Yun could leave and no one would be able to stop him.
Although Yi Yun wasn't such a cruel person, it was a matter that determined the survival of the sect. The middle-aged man could not help but feel uneasy.
Ru'er was also looking at Yi Yun with a palpitating heart. She wanted to know if he could really get her father to wake up.
Yi Yun looked up at them and said, "The injury to your sect master's soul isn't very serious. However, his dantian has been sealed which prevents his Yuan Qi from flowing freely. Therefore, placing the Soul Returning Root on him will only ensure that he doesn't die, not save him. He will fine for a bit without it."
The middle-aged man never expected Yi Yun to so immediately and accurately diagnose the sect master's situation. He looked excited as he said, "Senior, by saying that, does it mean you already have a way of treating him?"
"Perhaps…" Yi Yun nodded. "I found a recipe for a pill a few days ago, but I have never refined such a pill before. However, I doubt it would be a problem."
Upon hearing what Yi Yun said, the Red Cauldron Sect disciples, as well as the middle-aged man, could not help but prick up their eyebrows.
Is…it is really okay to use a recipe you just happened to come across?
"Find me a quiet room. Do not disturb me unless I instruct you to do so. If there's anything I need, I will inform you," said Yi Yun.
"Yes, yes. That is only right." The middle-aged man hurriedly replied.
The Red Cauldron Sect did not have many people left at present. The middle-aged man decided that he might as well leave all the quarters in the deepest part of the mountain valley to Yi Yun.
The other disciples were strictly instructed not to approach Yi Yun's quarters.
Yi Yun picked one of the compounds to stay in and set up a tiny array in a neighboring compound, also placing an alchemical cauldron there.
The valley was perennially covered in fog, but it had bamboo forests with lush greenery. Yi Yun lived in the valley, deciding that his first step would be to spend some time studying the divine alchemist's collection.
Although he had already memorized the collection, the medical knowledge recorded in it was too complicated. He still had much to do before he could fully comprehend it.
Yi Yun sat in the bamboo forest as he swirled a cup of spirit tea in his hand. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, making for a rather pleasant scene.
The people from the Red Cauldron Sect had left his premises. The entrance to the sect had been sealed shut, making everything very tranquil. For once, Yi Yun could relax without conflict.
Warriors had long lives but the martial path was fraught with danger. Yi Yun seldom experienced such calm and peaceful days.
He spent half a month reading the divine alchemist's notes, feeling his heart and mind gradually reach a state of tranquility.
The divine alchemist's notes likened the refining of medicine to the cultivating of one's mind. One had to have a clear mind to ensure the creation of unadulterated medicine. Only then would the medicine be of excellent quality and stunning purity.
Yi Yun took out some herbs from his interspatial ring. Before he left the Central State Divine Territory, Ji Shuiyan had put in a special request for the Divine Secrets Trading Company to gather many herbal treasures for Yi Yun. She had them all sent to him at the Clarity Pool Sword Sect. With such a wide variety of herbal ingredients, Yi Yun had all he needed to refine the medicine for the Red Cauldron Sect's sect master.
Once the ingredients were prepared, Yi Yun moved with a flash, bringing the herbal box with him to the cauldron in the courtyard.
Yi Yun had set up an array in the courtyard. Over the past half-month, it had been constantly gathering the valley's spiritual energy, turning it into a tiny spiritual land.
Boom!
The cauldron's lid flew up. With eyes as still as water, Yi Yun placed one herb after another into the cauldron.
"Fire, come." Yi Yun extended his hand out and waved it, creating a pure Yang flame that instantly enveloped the cauldron.
The most important parts of refining medicine were the extraction of the herbal essence and the formation of the pill. With the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun could extract the herbal essence with as much thought as it took him to eat food or drink water. In fact, he did not even need to use a flame to complete this step. It would have been overkill, not to mention completely unnecessary, if he used the Heretical God Fire Seed to refine such a low-grade pill.
The refinement of pills was a process that required intense concentration and expended a great deal of time. For that reason, the divine alchemist wrote that alchemical refinement was similar to the cultivation of one's mind.
However, Yi Yun had extremely great mental strength. It posed no problems for him.
Yi Yun stood in front of the alchemical cauldron and maintained the pure Yang flame. He constantly added new herbs into the cauldron based on the changes the herbs within underwent…
Ten days passed without him knowing.
Boom!
A huge explosion suddenly rocked the Red Cauldron Sect, giving all the disciples a fright.
The middle-aged man and company hurriedly rushed to Yi Yun's residence and saw his figure flash out of the courtyard. There appeared to be blue smoke lingering around him.
Yi Yun stared at thick billowing smoke rising from the compound as a smile suffused his lips.
"Indeed, it's that problem I had anticipated…" Yi Yun muttered to himself.
The middle-aged man, Ru'er, and company got nervous. From the looks of it, Yi Yun had likely failed at refining the pill.
The middle-aged man sighed. After all, the senior had never refined pills in the past. It was only natural that he would fail. What he was truly afraid of was that the senior might slowly lose his patience or eventually give up. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com
"Senior, it was tough on you. Pills that mend one's soul are extremely difficult to refine, to begin with. It's also draining on the mind…"
Before the middle-aged man finished, he saw a white beam of light fly at them and land straight in Ru'er's hand. When she looked at it, she was surprised to find a white pill bottle.
"I have been attempting to refine another kind of medicine in passing but I ended up failing. However, your medicine has been successfully refined. Feed it to your sect master. I still need to continue refining medicine. You may leave."
Upon saying that, Yi Yun's figure drifted to the compound like blue smoke.
He had figured out the reason for his failure and he was eager to make another attempt.
And outside the courtyard, the middle-aged man and company were left dazed in their spots.
The middle-aged man looked at the pill bottle in Ru'er's hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Refine other medicine? The sect master's medicine has already been refined during this process?
What a joke. He had even thought to console the senior…
"Ru'er, quick! Bring that medicine to save our sect master!" The middle-aged man's focus finally snapped back. Yi Yun had so casually thrown out the medicine that they failed to react immediately. This was life-saving medicine for their sect master!
"Yes, I got it!" Ru'er clenched the medicine bottle tightly. Even through the bottle, she could smell the mesmerizing herbal fragrance within.
Soon, they came to the chamber where the sect master was protected.
Ru'er opened the pill bottle and, immediately, a pill as white as jade rolled out into her palm.
"Father…" Ru'er placed the pill carefully into the middle-aged man's mouth.
The people present watched this scene nervously. The pill determined the survival of their sect master and the fate of their Red Cauldron Sect.
Everyone watched with bated breath. It was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
"Everyone, don't be too excited,” warned the middle-aged man. “The recovery of one's soul is a process. Furthermore, Sect Master has been comatose for ten years. There's no point being anxious. Let's patiently wait."
Just as he said that, the middle-aged man on the sick bed suddenly trembled. Following that, his fingers began to slowly bend.
"Cough! Cough!"
The middle-aged man still had his eyes shut. However, soft coughing sounds came from his throat. It felt like his lungs were not accustomed to the sudden breathing after such a long period of not breathing.
"What…"
All the Red Cauldron Sect disciples present felt their hearts skip a beat. The middle-aged man's every action was determining their every heartbeat.
"What happened to me…What happened…?"
The middle-aged man's body gently trembled as his sealed dantian began to crack open. Strands of Yuan Qi began to infuse his meridians like water.
He gradually opened his eyes and swept the crowd in a daze. His voice sounded like he was in a dream. Indeed, he felt like he had experienced an especially long dream. One that he had no idea how long it had lasted…
At that moment, Ru'er was already in tears.
"Dad!"
Ru'er jumped into the middle-aged man's arms like a gust of wind.
"Sect Master is awake!"
The middle-aged man rubbed his reddened eyes. It had been ten years. The Red Cauldron Sect had tottered on precariously with him shouldering many heavy responsibilities. The pill could be said to have saved everyone in the Red Cauldron Sect.
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