With Xu Yi's cultivation and extraordinary insight, how could he not know that a shattered Qi Sea and an interrupted path of cultivation were beyond saving? It was common knowledge throughout the Cultivation World.
Yet he still held on to a faint hope. After all, one person's wisdom was limited, but many people together could see further. Though Great Yue was resource-poor and cultivation there was still in its infancy, it was home to countless billions of living beings and innumerable cultivators.
From ancient times to the present, who knew how many cultivation techniques had been created, or how many cultivators had arisen? Perhaps among them were some peerless talents, people blessed with extraordinary opportunities.
If they searched exhaustively, perhaps they really could find a way to rebuild a Qi Sea. And even if it all proved useless, he would only have asked them to look into it. What did he have to lose?
Xu Yi raised a hand to quiet the clamor and declared, "I'm not asking you to find a way to rebuild a Qi Sea for certain. Any clue or even the slightest hint will do. Just bring it to me. I, Xu, won't let you down."
Hearing Xu Yi put it that way, the others had no objections. They accepted his orders and went their separate ways.
The three-day deadline passed in the blink of an eye.
News that Xu Yi, the peerless powerhouse, had returned to the world sent shock waves through the entire Cultivation World, like a hurricane and a tsunami.
During that time, Yuan Qinghua also came by, returning the more than a hundred thousand Precious Medicines Xu Yi had left with him.
The two of them sat around a table on Green Flat, drinking together and reminiscing about the past. They sat