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Fuck, writing three thousand words in one chapter feels neither here nor there. Forget it—six thousand today, split into two chapters.
Deep inside the Chen Clan Leader's compound, at Azure Jade Residence.
Xia Qingyun gently closed the door to the master bedroom and walked out of the room where Chen Yu lay.
Fine beads of sweat glistened at her temples, and her breathing was a little hurried. Clearly, she had consumed no small amount of energy.
Chen Yu's physical condition remained thorny.
The profound "Dao Injury" inside his body had already been cleared away on a large scale last time, after Chen Zixiu and Bo Xian'er's Soul Power were gathered together with Chen Yu's own full-powered Nine Yang Divine Skill.
But the trouble was that the toxins You Guangzhou had left behind back then had only mostly been expelled. The remnants were like maggots gnawing at bone, and worse, they had become tangled with Luo Ping's Rakshasa God Power, mixing and mutating together as they burrowed deep into Chen Yu's meridians and organs. They were extremely stubborn, and from time to time they absorbed his Life Force to strengthen themselves, making them difficult to root out.
Over the past few months, the Nine Yang Divine Skill inside Chen Yu had been locked in a silent yet fierce tug-of-war with those mixed toxins every moment of every day.
Fortunately, the Nine Yang Divine Skill itself was a supreme healing scripture, and its Ultimate Yang, unyielding nature had an innate suppressive and refining effect against cold, yin toxins.
Otherwise, he might have ended up like Chen Zixiu, wounded for a dozen years no matter what.
On top of that, with the assistance and support of rare external medicines, Chen Yu's own Nine Yang cultivation, during this struggle, had