Yulingzi was filled with a mixture of grief and joy, and it took him a great deal of effort to steady his mind.
His master had taught him that extreme joy or grief easily harmed one's vital energy and damaged cultivation. When encountering similar situations, a cultivator must remain calm and detached, refusing to be troubled by emotions.
Yulingzi struggled to his feet, driving his Primordial Spirit to reconnect the bones of the sika deer that had been snapped by Black Pot one by one.
His Primordial Spirit was situated in the void, reaching out its hands to pass through Elder Mei's skin, penetrate deep into the flesh, locate the broken bones, and seamlessly link them back together without causing any new injuries.
There were many skilled doctors among the Daoist sects, such as the Medicine Sage Sun Simiao, who was a member of the Daoist sect. Yulingzi also carried various spiritual medicines upon his person, and using his Primordial Spirit to deliver the medicine allowed it to reach directly into the depths of the wounds.
When Chen Shi had treated Yulingzi earlier, he had used his own Nascent Soul to convey healing medicine deep into his wounds and promote absorption.
His shattered laryngeal bones, after Chen Shi's treatment, were no longer of any major concern at the moment.
Before long, Elder Mei's broken bones had all been reconnected, and medication had been administered for the injuries to the five viscera and six bowels. There was no danger to her life, though she would need two or three months of recuperation to fully recover.
Yulingzi's own injuries were not light either; his Primordial Spirit had suffered trauma, which was difficult to heal easily.
He sighed, feeling some regret that he had come looking for Chen Shi.
Suddenly, he remembered something