In the tranquil forest, Ji You sat quietly, regulating his breath and restoring his senses.
This process lasted nearly two hours.
Just then, he sensed an unusual aura slowly spreading out, seeming to melt continuously into heaven and earth—violent and frenzied.
He slowly opened his eyes, sitting silently where he was, as though his soul had yet to return.
Only after his sense of smell, sight, sense of smell, taste, hearing, touch, and intuition were continuously released did light gradually return to his eyes.
Pei Ruyi's treatment had now concluded, and she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Having finally set their minds at ease, Wen Zhengxin and Ban Yangshu had also entered meditation, constantly drawing spiritual energy into their bodies.
The depths of the ruins were deathly silent. Only Yuan Chen moved about, treating the severely wounded Celestial Academy students, his face growing paler by the moment.
"Brother-in-law, you're awake?"
"How is Senior Sister Pei?"
Yuan Chen looked up. "She's out of danger, but I'll probably be busy until midnight."
Ji You stretched his muscles. "Thanks for the effort. Once they get out and pay me my consultation fees, I'll give you twenty percent."
The disciple receiving treatment looked up at those words, thinking, What's going on? This costs money? Can I just not get treated...
Yuan Chen's mouth twitched. "Forget it. You value money more than your life. I don't believe you'd give me twenty percent. Why don't you read me some of that book? It was getting good just now."
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Ji You turned toward the right side of the broken wall and saw the Flying Immortal that Yuan Chen had kept in his hands all along.
The story told of a young master from an immortal sect, blessed with extraordinary talent from childhood and the focus