Xiang Huaizhi's icy voice dripped with murderous intent. If not for the fact that Li Guanqi needed his rampaging primal energy suppressed, he would have rushed straight to the Yu clan this very moment to reduce them to ashes!
No one knew how uproariously Nangong Xuandu had laughed when sending him that transmission earlier.
Ear-piercing—it had been utterly ear-piercing!
Meng Wanshu gazed at Li Guanqi with deep worry in her eyes. Her own injuries were far less important to her than he was.
If Li Guanqi hadn't yanked her out of the way when Yu Qingkun struck back then, he wouldn't have been wounded so severely.
Jiuxiao leaned his massive head close, looking left and right with obvious concern.
Perched on Jiuxiao's head, Pengluo consoled him, "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
Jiuxiao turned his head in slight bewilderment. There was a Pengluo on his left, and another Pengluo on his right...
Pengluo waved dismissively and grinned. "Don't worry about me either. It's nothing. I'll be back to normal in a few days."
Xiang Huaizhi frowned and said grimly, "His side effects are quite severe!"
"Once we finish sealing him this time, he can't attempt another breakthrough. If there's a next time... not even an immortal could save him."
As the words left his mouth, Xiang Huaizhi saw Li Guanqi's grinning face and felt a surge of exasperation. Unable to hold back, he gave Li Guanqi a knock on the head and barked, "Laugh! Go ahead and keep laughing! If this happens again, not even your grandfather will be able to save you!"
Hearing this, Li Guanqi instantly wiped the grin from his face. If not even his grandfather could turn things around... then this truly was dire.
His lips twitched; he had finally grasped the gravity of the situation.
Meng Jiangchu and Gu Changsheng both took on solemn expressions upon hearing that, Meng Jiangchu in particular.
He knew full well who that being was. If things were truly so grave, Li Guanqi's damaged divine soul would have to be resolved as quickly as possible.
With the three joining their powers, a tricolored flame seal appeared at Li Guanqi's brow—one that could not be concealed in the slightest.
Already handsome, Li Guanqi now carried an added touch of eerie, ethereal charm.
Under the heavenly flame seals of three Mahayana realm grandmasters, the rampaging power within Li Guanqi finally settled down completely.
However, the power Li Guanqi could draw upon this time was reduced to seventy percent.
In other words... the most strength he could exert now was merely seventy percent of his peak condition.
Once he surpassed that threshold, the heavenly flame seal would shatter completely.
If he had not mended his divine soul by then, his cultivation would be thoroughly ruined...
With his origin spirit shattered, whether he could even survive was far from certain.
Having finished all this, the three grandmasters finally let out a sigh of relief, and Han Yuan and the others breathed easier as well.
They all knew Xiang Huaizhi held an extraordinary status—one that even Gu Changsheng and Meng Jiangchu had to treat with deference.
The Eight Generals... That was the Seventh Domain! Even if they knew of it, they were not qualified to receive an invitation.
Rumor had it that Meng Jiangchu had gained entry to the Seventh Domain not because of Meng Wanshu, but because of his Five Yang Ghost Fire, ranked seventh among heavenly flames!
From this, one could see just how preposterous the requirements were to enter the Seventh Domain. As for the Eight Generals of the Seventh Domain, every single one of them was an elite among the Mahayana realm.
The most widely known among them was likely Golden-Armored Long Hou...
Meng Jiangchu finally breathed a sigh of relief, turning to Meng Wanshu with genuine concern in his eyes. "Are you alright?"
Meng Wanshu shook her head, but Xiang Huaizhi casually tossed her an ice-blue jade case and said softly, "Take the Ice Soul Pill inside. Forcing a breakthrough to reach such a level like this—weren't you afraid of destroying your own foundation?"
Meng Wanshu did not refuse his kindness. Bowing in thanks, she said quietly, "Thank you, Senior Xiang. I won't do it again."
Xiang Huaizhi curled his lip, watching closely as Meng Wanshu swallowed the precious Ice Soul Pill.
With a flick of his finger, a streak of crimson flame imprinted itself between her brows, its gentle fiery power meeting not the slightest resistance.
This power began aiding Meng Wanshu in refining the pill's potency.
Her eyes lit up, and she immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating her cultivation method to refine the medicinal power.
Within a few breaths, Meng Wanshu's cultivation aura, contrary to what one might expect, began to slowly decline.
Meng Jiangchu's brow lifted. He noticed that this drop in cultivation was by no means a setback, but rather a consolidation, becoming vastly denser and firmer.
In the end, Meng Wanshu's aura settled, suppressed to the level of having just entered the mid Body Integration Realm.
Seeing this, Meng Jiangchu finally breathed easy, clasping his fists and bowing. "Many thanks."
Xiang Huaizhi waved a hand dismissively, not taking it to heart.
Gu Changsheng, Han Yuan, and the others, on the other hand, wore expressions as foul as if they had swallowed filth...
That Ice Soul Pill Xiang Huaizhi had handed out so casually was a pill they could never concoct even in a lifetime of trying.
This was precisely why Gu Changsheng had insisted on inviting Xiang Huaizhi over; he knew that relying on himself alone, it would be impossible to concoct that pill.
Xiang Huaizhi turned his head, only to be met with a startling sight...
Pengluo, split into two bodies, was currently clinging to Jiuxiao and licking him like mad.
Jiuxiao squirmed with immense discomfort, trying to shake Pengluo off, but Pengluo stuck to him like a stubborn plaster, refusing to let go.
All the while, Pengluo muttered as he licked, "If I don't lick it, it'll all go to waste!!!"
Xiang Huaizhi's mouth twitched. He truly hadn't expected this big white radish to be so utterly shameless.
Still... seeing such shameless devotion, even he felt a pang of desire for some true dragon blood.
Li Guanqi shrugged, reached out, and plucked Pengluo back. Looking at Jiuxiao, he murmured, "Jiuxiao, why don't you... gather the blood that spilled out?"
Jiuxiao naturally understood what was going on and nodded his massive head.
A voice transmission from Li Guanqi had just reached his ears: "Give it to them. You won't miss out on rewards."
And so, Jiuxiao gathered all the spilled blood into a half-person-tall orb that glowed a deep dark-gold, flecked with shimmering golden radiance.
A rich true dragon pressure washed out through the void, making everyone's eyes turn green with envy.
Li Guanqi retrieved four large jade bottles and three smaller ones.
After dividing the dragon blood among them, he handed them respectively to Meng Jiangchu, Xiang Huaizhi, Gu Changsheng, and Gu Li.
"Thank you, Seniors, for all your trouble on our behalf."
By now, Li Guanqi's mindset had undergone a shift. It seemed that...
In the past, because of his grandfather backing him, he had lacked a certain degree of reverence toward these Mahayana realm cultivators.
Even when facing Gu Li's father, he hadn't held much true veneration in his heart.
Especially after he had encountered the Eight Generals and seen how exceptionally well they looked after him.
Now, Li Guanqi had adjusted his mindset. Feeling genuine gratitude toward them, he bowed deeply.
Meng Jiangchu and the others all noticed the slight difference, yet none said anything. It was a good thing that Li Guanqi could foster such respect.
Especially after going through this ordeal with the Yu clan, he would surely maintain a healthy vigilance toward other powerful figures and no longer be so overly confident.
Han Yuan and the others rubbed their hands together, looking on eagerly at Li Guanqi.
Chapter 889