Buzz!!
High above the Great Xia Sword Sect, sealed by multiple spatial barriers, a pitch-black rift suddenly tore open!
Ye Feng and Cao Yan, who had each been meditating with closed eyes in different spots, snapped their eyes open.
Two differently colored surges of fiery power swept outward at once, sealing off a hundred zhang of the void around the rift in an instant.
Blue array patterns rapidly surfaced as an intense spatial fluctuation rippled out.
Sensing the anomaly, Lu Kangnian and the others rushed over one after another.
Ye Feng rested one hand on his blade, his eyes locked onto the torn rift.
Space twisted faintly. Amid flickering radiance, profound array markings took shape.
Buzz!
The space within the teleportation array warped slightly, emitting low, droning hums.
Everyone exchanged glances, staring nervously at the array.
Lu Kangnian's brows furrowed deeply. In a grave voice, he said, "Why hasn't anyone come out? Where is Miss Meng?"
Ye Feng and Cao Yan felt a chill in their hearts as well. Ye Feng could not help murmuring, "Could something have happened?"
At the thought, Ye Feng raised a hand, about to tear through the array light and charge upward.
Cao Yan, who had remained silent, caught his arm and stopped him. Just as Ye Feng was about to speak—
Ripples suddenly surged through space, and a white blur flashed, landing on the teleportation array with a smack...
Their eyes all converged on the fallen object.
Looking at the shriveled thing resembling a dried radish strip before him, Ye Feng was startled. Gulping, he said, "Dried out like this?!"
Even as he spoke, a graceful figure tumbled out of the rift!
Meng Wanshu's aura was faint and frail. Half her chest was caved in, and she was soaked in blood.
Thick blood plastered her hair to her face, yet it still had not congealed, bubbling and oozing forth.
Around her pale wrist, Jiuxiao had lost all its luster, coiled like a blackened vine.
At this sight, everyone recoiled in shock!
In his cave abode in secluded cultivation, Li Guanqi felt an inexplicable unease, struggling to suppress the restless power raging inside him.
The Dao platform in his sea of consciousness hummed, and his boundless divine sense surged outward like a tidal wave.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Great Xia Sword Sect was blanketed by Li Guanqi's divine sense.
When he saw Meng Wanshu's horrific state, his eyes flew wide with fury, and the power inside him violently ran wild!
Countless lightning bolts burst out, blasting straight through the cave walls of the peak, crackling and shattering the surrounding space.
Not knowing what had happened, Li Guanqi burned with rage. He had no idea what Meng Wanshu had gone through out there.
When she had left back then, he had thought she was merely going to find some special spiritual herbs and immortal plants for him!
He never imagined she would be wounded so grievously!
Eyes clenched shut, Li Guanqi's lips trembled, the veins on his neck throbbing in pulses.
His teeth were clenched so hard his jaw bunched, brows furrowed tight as killing intent simmered around him.
Seeing the lightning raging through the sky above the rear mountain, Ye Feng quickly said, "Third Brother, go calm him down right away! Tell him sister-in-law is fine—tell him not to worry!"
Cao Yan nodded. He too could tell that Meng Wanshu had merely exhausted her strength.
Her injuries were still manageable, not as dire as they appeared.
It was actually the drained Pengluo who might suffer a realm drop if no one saved it soon.
Controlling his primal energy, Ye Feng gently lifted the woman and hurried toward a cold spring in the rear mountain.
Behind him, Peak Master Sun Miao of Pill Peak prepared spirit liquids and healing supplies before flying toward the rear mountain as well.
Lu Kangnian worried for Meng Wanshu on one hand, and on the other feared Li Guanqi might lose control of his emotions and run into trouble.
In the end, he decided to calm Li Guanqi first; otherwise, the consequences would be unthinkable.
For a time, the atmosphere in the Great Xia Sword Sect grew tense to the extreme. None of the disciples knew what had happened.
Why had the sect master suddenly become so anxious?
And why had Elder Li suddenly flown into a rage? His suppressed fury and the pervasive pressure were palpable to all.
The peak masters confined all disciples to their respective peaks, forbidding anyone from wandering about.
In the end, Qin Xian could not bear to watch any longer. He scooped up Pengluo and dashed toward Pill Peak.
Along the way, Pengluo mumbled deliriously, babbling incoherently.
Qin Xian only wanted to get to Pill Peak quickly to rustle up some tonic pills for it.
Although this radish did not look like much in combat, he knew a thing or two.
This dried radish... was far more powerful than him—a genuine Tier 6 spirit creature.
Flying toward Pill Peak, the old man stared at the shriveled Pengluo in his hand and muttered with a frown, "Doesn't this thing need to be soaked in water?"
"Going to Pill Peak right now... where fire-attribute spiritual power is everywhere—wouldn't that roast it dry?"
The more Qin Xian thought about it, the more sensible it seemed. Grabbing Pengluo, he bolted toward the Pure Water Spirit Pool on Tianshui Peak.
Around this time, he felt Pengluo's raspy voice grow a bit louder.
Holding it to his ear, he barely made out the broken words:
"Are you... gonna... roast... roast me...?"
Hearing this, Qin Xian looked embarrassed, feigned ignorance, and kept quiet.
Arriving in the sky above Tianshui Peak, he stopped in midair, raised his hand, and flung Pengluo straight down.
Hovering helpless in the air without a scrap of primal energy, Pengluo felt the sensation of freefall and wanted to curse at the top of its lungs.
Yet it simply had no strength left.
Suddenly!
Pengluo felt its head sink, and immediately its entire body was enveloped in warm water.
At the same time, the splashing water was accompanied by several shrill feminine screams.
"Ahhh! What the hell is that?!"
"Ah! Something flew in!"
Pengluo floated up from the bottom of the pool, bobbing sideways in the water. As its body absorbed the refined spiritual qi of the pool, it began recovering rapidly.
Pengluo's vision gradually cleared. Beneath the surface, something like soft seaweed brushed past the bridge of its nose.
Above the surface, all it saw was a vast expanse of white.
Suddenly!!
A shudder ran through Pengluo as it instantly realized what was happening.
*Old Qin! Old Qin!!*
Almost the instant it caught on, its heart fluttering with wild excitement, Pengluo forced out the sliver of primal energy it had just absorbed.
And it did not even use that squeezed-out energy to heal its wounds. Instead... it used it to restore its appearance!
Its shriveled form plumped up into a round, fair white shape almost in the blink of an eye, radiating a milky-white luminescence.
The frightened disciples slowly returned to the pool. Seeing Pengluo squinting with eyes half-slitted and nosebleeds streaming down, they could not help asking with concern:
"Is... is it injured?"
"Why does it keep having a runny nose...?"
A female disciple furrowed her brows and spoke softly, looking at the traces in the pool.
Yet others noticed that the white fluid was vibrant with spiritual energy, its concentration even surpassing that of many common spirit liquids.
A sweet-looking young woman's lovely eyes sparkled.
Staring at the 'unconscious' Pengluo in the middle of the pool, she flashed her canine teeth and giggled mischievously.
Chapter 593