The So-Called "Return"

Ranxi sighed, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and silently nodded.

At True Venerable Fengxin's signal, the middle-aged male cultivator who had remained in the Side Hall examined the unconscious Ruofeng once more. This time, his brows did not knot together. Instead, he said in delight:

"That strand of soul thread has disappeared. However, Ruofeng's divine soul is somewhat weakened and will need a period of recuperation before she can awaken."

Only then did Fengxin's expression ease somewhat. She then looked at Yunxi and said:

"Little Friend Ranxi, I'll have to trouble you to confirm it once more."

While they had been speaking, Yunxi had already begun circulating her cultivation technique to absorb the medicinal pill she had taken. Once its effects kicked in, her complexion finally looked less terrible. Hearing Fengxin's words, she sent Lili a voice transmission:

"Lili, take a look and see whether there is any problem with Ruofeng's divine soul."

Lili revealed only his eyes. After glancing at Yutang Ruofeng lying on the jade bed, he swiftly shrank back and sent a voice transmission:

"Your Excellency, her divine soul is very clean. There should be no problem now. But the Evil God's remnant soul is formidable, and she was also scorched by Ziyan. Her divine soul is extremely weak now, which is why she has fallen into slumber. She will need a long period of recuperation."

"Good, I understand."

Yunxi then stepped forward and looked at the sleeping Ruofeng before saying to Yutang Fengxin:

"True Venerable Fengxin, my diagnosis is the same as that of this fellow cultivator from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Ruofeng needs to nourish her soul, which is why she has fallen asleep. Placing her somewhere rich in Demonic Qi will aid her recovery."

"That is good, then."

Only after hearing this did