The Ram Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp was extremely powerful. Chen Shi's Nascent Soul drew in the pure Yang Qi from the lamp's light, and it took a moment for the glow to dim. Yet the moment he stopped absorbing the pure Yang Qi, the light would rapidly brighten once more.
"How did you manage to injure yourself this badly?" Granny Sha observed his Nascent Soul, unable to keep from frowning.
Souls, Nascent Souls, and Primordial Spirits—when these three things suffered damage, they were the hardest to heal. Even a master of the medical arts would stand at a complete loss when faced with such injuries.
That was precisely why spiritual medicines like the Soul-Returning Lotus, which grew in the Underworld, commanded such a high price.
Chen Shi said, "From reading."
Granny Sha was astonished. Could mere reading damage one's heart and mind, and even injure a Nascent Soul?
Could it be some erotic picture album, a manual of fierce combat, or perhaps the Great Joy Secret Scripture compiled by practitioners of the Outer Dao?
She had looked through such books in the past, resulting in a damaged heart and mind, but her injuries had been nowhere near as severe as Chen Shi's.
"Is Sister Sha heading to Xijing?"
Chen Shi asked, "Chen Tang sent people to fetch me, so we can just go together."
Granny Sha laughed. "Me go to Xijing? Ha, ha, ha! I am not going to Xijing at all! You go."
She turned and walked away, saying, "Your grandpa wronged your dad, and your dad wronged you. The matters of your household are not something I wish to meddle in."
Chen Shi invited Xuanshan and Granny Zhuang out, saying, "These past days have troubled both seniors. Will the two of you accompany me to Xijing?"
Black-clothed Xuanshan