Shen Lie listened to his grandson's words, and the worry in his heart eased considerably.
It was not that he didn't believe Shen Wuxiao, but this matter was of grave importance.
The original solution was to have Ningxiang Yike cultivate.
Like him, she would break through her shackles.
Then everything would be solved as easily as splitting bamboo.
This was the safest method, but the cycle was far too long.
At the very least, ten years.
Those ten years would not be easy to endure.
Who could bear to watch the woman they loved live in pain day after day?
The reason he planned to go next week was not, as Shen Wuxiao had said, to wait until they could get things done before going.
It was to leave time to test the Dragon Marrow Spirit Pearl.
The Dragon Marrow Spirit Pearl's greatest characteristic was healing.
No matter the illness, as long as the Spirit Pearl was used, it could effectively cure it.
But the Dragon Marrow Spirit Pearl's power was supremely hard and supremely yang.
It somewhat conflicted with Ningxiang Yike.
It might be able to treat Ningxiang Yike's peculiar illness.
But the painful process was only one concern.
Another was that forcibly repairing her might leave behind irreparable hidden ailments.
Everything had its advantages and disadvantages. Though these were only speculations, they had only one chance.
They absolutely could not be careless.
Before them lay three paths: one was long, one was uncertain, and the other was Shen Wuxiao's guaranteed solution with no side effects.
While trusting his grandson, he still needed to prepare a backup plan.
Better to fear the ten thousand than the one.
After a brief call with Old Master, Shen Wuxiao finally got out of bed.
Grandpa would not arrive for another nine days.