Seed of Life

"Fifth Senior Brother, keep an eye on him."

After giving his instructions, Ning Qi waved his hand lightly. In an instant, streams of heaven and earth energy flew around, and the newly erected grave turned into dust and hung in the air. Then, Qin Yun's corpse appeared in front of everyone.

Upon seeing the gruesome state of the corpse, the three of them felt a sudden chill run down their spines.

At this moment, Qin Yun's body was no longer intact; it was tattered and torn, with pieces of white bone sticking out, making him look both ferocious and desolate. What was most heartbreaking was that his once handsome face was now wrinkled like that of a frail old man, with dry white hair, a truly pitiful sight.

"Ah!!!" Jiang Baishan roared to the sky, his heart filled with immense grief.

Tears streamed down his face, filled with remorse. He couldn't help but stomp on Ghost Face's chest. Ghost Face, whose power had been sealed, screamed and coughed up blood as his sternum shattered.

Looking at Jiang Baishan's beastly appearance, ready to devour anyone he saw, he felt a chill in his heart, but also a sense of humiliation. Before, Jiang Baishan was nothing more than an ant in his eyes, but now his dignity was being trampled on by such an ant.

Fortunately, Jiang Baishan was only venting his anger; he hadn't completely lost his mind and knew that Ning Qi must have his reasons for keeping the ghost mask.

Ning Qi was also filled with anger and sorrow. He glanced coldly at the ghost mask, but he had not given up hope.

"Fifth Senior Brother, please protect me."

As he spoke, he sat down on the ground, supporting Qin Yun's corpse.

With the full force of the Myriad Gang Qi, streams of Gang Qi surged into Qin Yun's body.

At a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pieces of flesh and blood regrowed new granulation tissue, restoring smoothness; broken bones were being reconnected; Qin Yun's originally ashen face was now shimmering with a faint glow. This miraculous scene caused the other three to widen their eyes in astonishment. This healing method was nothing short of miraculous, capable of bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh to bones!

Ning Qi cultivates the Myriad Manifestations Gang Qi, which can transform into many different characteristics. He reads scriptures and comprehends the Dao every day, actually learning from their mysteries to embark on more paths. However, he has only ever shown the killing aspect of the Gang Qi.

Jiang Baishan's breathing quickened. He saw hope and tried to suppress his excitement so as not to disturb Ning Qi.

A moment later.

Qin Yun's body was no longer in its previous wretched state.

Aside from his somewhat tattered black robe, he was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person. His injuries had fully healed, and the signs of aging on his face remained unchanged. Furthermore, his aura showed no fluctuation. He appeared to be fully recovered, but in reality, he was just a perfectly intact corpse.

Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Baishan asked hopefully:

"Little Nine, how is it? Xiao Ba... is there still hope for him?"

Having been severely tortured by Jiang Baishan, Ghost Face was filled with humiliation. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Life is cut off. Even if immortals or gods were alive, they couldn't save you! Just give up!"

Jiang Baishan's eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath and calmly said:

"If Xiao Ba doesn't survive, I'll skin you alive, piece by piece."

The masked figure froze for a moment.

Ning Qi glanced at Ghost Face and said softly:

Who says that a lifeline is gone and cannot be saved?

All three looked at him simultaneously. Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua were pleasantly surprised, while Guimian was completely disbelieving.

Ning Qi ignored it. What he had just done was merely preliminary preparation. He wanted to restore Qin Yun's body to its original state to avoid looking too disheveled, and also to get a clear picture of the situation.

Just as Ghost Face said.

Qin Yun's life force had been cut off; for an ordinary person, this would be considered complete death, but for Ning Qi, it was not yet.

He was glad he hadn't arrived any later; if he had, it would have truly been too late.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Qi's gaze gradually turned serious; the crucial moment was about to begin.

Strands of the power of heaven and earth converged, and the internal Gang Qi within him transformed into a verdant hue. The power of heaven and Gang Qi and his internal energy began to resonate, and afterimages flew from Ning Qi's palms. The mysterious hand seals were mesmerizing to behold.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the three.

Ning Qi drew circles with both palms, and a verdant "sapling" appeared between his palms. In an instant, it seemed as if boundless fragrance surged forth, and vigorous vitality emanated from it. Wisps of the fragrance landed on the withered tree next to him, and the old tree seemed to come back to life, sprouting tender buds.

The ghost-faced man was dumbfounded.

A thunderbolt flashed through Jiang Baishan's mind as he finally realized the source of the familiarity of this "seedling".

This is exactly what the Wudao Tea Tree looked like when it first sprouted from the soil!

In that instant, he remembered that when the Enlightenment Tea Tree sprouted from the soil, many of his fellow disciples watched excitedly, some even lying on the ground. Only Ning Qi smiled and seemed to have gained some insight. But only today did he realize that Ning Qi's enlightenment was extraordinary!

Just as he expected.

The seedling formed from this Gang Qi represents all of Ning Qi's insights into the Dao of Life.

Years ago, he was inspired by the Wudao tea tree sprouting from the soil and gained an opportunity to understand the way of life. Afterwards, he observed the Wudao tea tree growing vigorously every day and gained a deeper understanding. Not only that, Ning Qi would also observe various miracles of life and eventually achieve some success.

This seedling is a seed of life.

Ning Qi's eyes were resolute.

Even if there truly is a King of Hell and the Underworld, he would still have to snatch Qin Yun's life back!

He reached out and pressed gently.

The seed of life then Qin Yun's body.

In an instant.

Qin Yun's physical body shone brightly, and an incredibly dense life force erupted, spreading outwards.

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua were both invigorated; the aftershocks alone had revitalized their bodies, and their previous fatigue and exhaustion had completely vanished.

The ghost mask was swept by the emerald light, and the wound that had pierced his chest by the Heavenly Sword was immediately healed by more than half. However, he was horrified to find that the power suppressed in his body still made him feel like a cripple. Jiang Baishan was refreshed and kicked him twice more.

The flowers, plants, and ancient trees that had been affected by the previous battle also grew wildly, recovering to their original state in the blink of an eye. They continued to grow rapidly, affecting a wide area and transforming into a vibrant capital city.

Such a sight is like a miracle.

Jiang Baishan and the other two couldn't help but wonder, if the aftershocks alone were so miraculous, how amazing was Qin Yun, who was at the center?

now.

Qin Yun's body was suspended high in the air.

A vibrant life force is bursting forth.

Ning Qi continued searching for a barely perceptible glimmer of life hidden within Qin Yun's body; this seed of life was the "bait."

He unleashed his full Divine Intent power and felt fatigued, a feeling comparable to the energy he had expended exploring the White Ape's bloodline.

Fortunately.

Heaven rewards those who persevere.

Ning Qi raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of delight.

"Found it!"

He followed that almost invisible glimmer of life, and the seed of life burst forth with all its might, then merged with it.

Under the incredulous gaze of the demon-faced figure.

Qin Yun, who had been lifeless like a piece of wood, suddenly stirred, and the breath of life surged back up. At a speed visible to the naked eye, a rosy hue appeared on Qin Yun's face.

"This... how is this possible?" Ghost Face looked as if he had seen a ghost.

The ability to revive those who have lost all hope is something even Martial Saint could not accomplish. Just who is this Heavenly Sword Real Person?

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua, on the other hand, were filled with surprise and delight.

As they watched Qin Yun, whose vitality was growing stronger, their excited bodies trembled slightly.

But suddenly...

Ning Qi's expression changed.

A hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and then the internal Gang Qi within him instantly transformed into extreme cold. With a wave of his hand, Qin Yun's body was immediately covered in frost, turning into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, radiating a chilling aura.

The states of vitality and extreme cold are strangely intertwined.

This sudden turn of events caused both Jiang Baishan and Ning Qi to change their expressions. Seeing Ning Qi stand up with a grave look on his face, Jiang Baishan quickly asked:

"Little Nine, haven't Little Eight already recovered?"

Before Ning Qi could answer, Ghost Face beside him had already figured it out, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"I understand! Qin Yun completely burned away his lifespan to block me. Even if you, Heavenly Sword Real Person, have extraordinary abilities and can revive him, so what? He has no lifespan left. Even if he is brought back to life, he will soon grow old and die! No one understands the White Hair Sorrow Technique better than me!"

"You've ultimately come up empty-handed!"

He laughed unrestrainedly, already knowing he wouldn't have a good end; now he could only rely on his words to disgust his enemy as much as possible.

Jiang Baishan glared at him fiercely.

But they also hoped Ning Qi would refute them.

Ning Qi was unusually silent for a moment, then calmly said:

"You're right, Eighth Senior Brother is indeed nearing the end of his lifespan. If we wake him now, and his last bit of lifespan is used up, then there will truly be no saving him."

Jiang Baishan's face paled, while Lin Ruhua's eyes lit up, and she asked:

"Ninth Junior Brother, what if we use something to prolong life? Would that be effective?"

Jiang Baishan's eyes also lit up.

Items that prolong life are extremely rare treasures, but they offer at least a glimmer of hope.

Just as Ghost Face was about to speak, Ning Qi casually waved his hand, slapping him away through the air. It was incredibly noisy, so he slowly shook his head.

"I'm afraid that won't work. Any longevity-extending item requires the user to have a certain lifespan to begin with. Look at the old monsters in the world; none of them use longevity-extending items when their lifespan is almost over. They all have at least ten or twenty years left to live."

The two fell silent.

"Then... is there really no other way?"

Jiang Baishan's voice was hoarse as he glanced at Qin Yun with resentment. At this moment, Qin Yun's frozen body was full of vitality. Apart from his old man-like appearance, he was no different from an ordinary person. He was heartbroken.

Ning Qi sighed slightly:

"For now, we can only freeze Eighth Senior Brother temporarily. We'll figure out a better way later."

His voice gradually became firm:

"Don't worry, I'll find a way."

Just because we are powerless now doesn't mean it will be the same in the future.

He will continue to grow. With his comprehension, he will surely be able to create a longevity secret technique in the future. If the Celestial Person Realm Martial Saint not enough, then the Martial Saint Realm will be enough. If the Martial Saint is not enough, then something above the Martial Saint will be enough!

Jiang Baishan and the other man were moved by the determination in Ning Qi's eyes.

They nodded in unison.

Ning Qi has the right to say that.

After all, he is only eleven years old, yet he has already achieved such unprecedented success. His terrifying strength and the divine methods he displayed in saving Qin Yun are both breathtaking.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them would have been completely stunned and unable to believe their eyes; they had only suppressed their shock because of their worry for Qin Yun.

"Let's go back to the mountain together first. No matter what, we need to inform our master about this," Ning Qi said softly.

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua exchanged a glance and both nodded.

Having survived this ordeal, they had no more lingering regrets, so there was no need for them to live in seclusion alone.

"Little Nine, what should we do with him?" Jiang Baishan hated Guimian to the core.

The demon-faced body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Ning Qi's eyes were indifferent:

"I came down the mountain to seek trouble in the Southern Frontier, but I didn't expect you to come along like this. Well then, let's start with your Demon Sect."

Ghost Face's pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Only now did he realize just how terrifying an enemy their Demon Sect had provoked. The overwhelming and unparalleled power he had just witnessed still filled him with fear; it was simply not the kind of power Celestial Person Realm should possess.

He wanted to say something, but Ning Qi waved his hand, and the four of them had already vanished into thin air.

True Martial Mountain.

Mingwu Pavilion.

Daoist Longshan and Luo Wentian sat facing each other, discussing Ning Qi's recent descent from the mountain. A month had passed, and they still hadn't made any progress. They were considering persuading Ning Qi to return to the mountain to avoid wasting their time.

"Little Nine has always been resolute. If he says two months, then he will definitely do it in two months." Daoist Longshan shook his head and sighed softly. He knew his ninth disciple well.

Luo Wentian also gave a wry smile.

Suddenly.

Daoist Longshan's expression shifted, and he looked towards the sky. A breath later, Luo Wentian also noticed something, and after another breath, their gazes fell on the outside of the pavilion.

"Master, Eldest Brother!"

Hearing that familiar voice, both of them smiled. They had just mentioned Ning Qi Ning Qi when he returned.

"Little Nine, come in quickly!" Luo Wentian had barely finished speaking when he froze on the spot.

However, it turned out that Ning Qi was not the only one who entered.

There were five people in total.

"Unfilial disciple Jiang Baishan pays respects to Master!" Jiang Baishan's eyes reddened as he pulled Lin Ruhua to kneel down with him.

When Daoist Longshan saw his fifth disciple again, he was both surprised and delighted, but he immediately realized that things were not simple. He looked at the remaining two people. One of them was obviously in a sealed state, and the other was an ice sculpture.

His gaze instinctively fell on the ice sculpture, and his heart skipped a beat. A familiar feeling welled up inside him, but he couldn't be sure. He took a deep breath and looked at Ning Qi with a glimmer of hope:

"Little Nine, who is he?"

Ning Qi couldn't bear to look into his master's eyes, so he lowered his head and said:

"Master, it's... Eighth Senior Brother."

In an instant.

Like a thunderclap, Daoist Longshan's mind went blank. He stood there, frozen like a statue. Even the mighty Celestial Person Realm expert swayed slightly. Several disciples were about to step forward to help him up, but Daoist Longshan waved his hand.

He turned his back, slowly closed his eyes, trying not to let the other disciples see the heartache in them, but the sound of his voice completely betrayed his inner sorrow:

"Little Nine, what exactly happened?"

The Daoist Longshan tried his best to be calm, but there was still a slight tremor in his voice.

"Fifth Senior Brother, you tell us." Ning Qi felt a pang of sadness; after all, he had arrived late and was unaware of some details.

Jiang Baishan's eyes reddened. He took a deep breath, collapsed to the ground, and wept bitterly. He recounted everything that had happened, finally letting out a low, mournful roar:

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for saving me, Xiao Ba wouldn't have ended up like this!"

He was in immense pain.

Luo Wentian's fists clenched without him realizing it, and his expression as he looked at the ghost-faced man was filled with murderous intent.

Meanwhile, the Daoist Longshan became increasingly calm.

a long time.

He sighed softly:

"Xiao Wu, this has nothing to do with you. The fault doesn't lie with you. Leave Xiao Ba in the Mingwu Pavilion; it's been a long time since we've seen him. As for the rest, you and your fellow disciples can handle it."

He waved his hand, looking somewhat tired.

The group then wisely withdrew.

The Daoist Longshan gently placed Qin Yun's ice sculpture down. Through the ice, he slowly brushed Qin Yun's cheek and sighed softly:

"Little Eight, it's been five years, you look even older than your master..."

Without realizing it, his eyes gradually reddened.

After the group left Mingwu Pavilion, Luo Wentian finally spoke up and asked:

"Is there any hope for Little Nine and Xiao Ba?"

Ning Qi said softly:

"For now, we can only use the ice-sealing technique to seal Eighth Senior Brother's condition. Once I create a longevity-extending secret technique in the future, I can extend his lifespan."

Luo Wentian nodded vigorously:

"You must do your best, otherwise Master..."

He couldn't continue speaking before he could finish.

He had spent the most time with Daoist Longshan and knew how heartbroken his master must be to see Qin Yun in his current state. Thinking of this, his eyes reddened again.

Ning Qi nodded firmly:

"Don't worry, I will definitely revive Eighth Senior Brother!"

Luo Wentian breath and looked at the ghost face.

"How should we deal with this deputy sect leader of the Demon Sect?"

Ning Qi's gaze was indifferent:

"I'll take him to the Heart-Questioning Platform to see if we can dig something out."

Jiang Baishan hated Ghost Face to the core, and he whispered:

"Little Nine, after you've finished questioning him, hand him over to me."

Ning Qi paused, then nodded slightly.