Had You Ever Heard of the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book? A Horrific Death in the Great Zhou Camp, Everyone Terrified

Jin Zha heard this.

Though he was both anxious and helpless, he still thanked his master for the favor.

Then he hurriedly accepted the Pills.

And rushed back.

Time passed quickly, and several more days went by in the blink of an eye.

Yet Li Jing's condition not only failed to improve—it worsened!!

Over these past few days, Li Jing's state had steadily deteriorated.

He had not eaten anything. Every day, he spent more time unconscious than awake, and even his soul seemed to be wavering and on the verge of scattering, as though it could disperse at any moment.

As for his body—

It actually began giving off the rotten stench of a dead person.

It was as if Li Jing were not alive at all, but a corpse reeking of decay!!

This state left Jin Zha and Muzha frantic. Every day, they sought people to help them find a way to save their father.

They had even returned to West Qi several times.

Whether they begged their own masters, sought capable figures within the Chan Sect, or appealed to those renowned Loose Immortals—

Or even went to Guangchengzi, the Acting Sect Master of the Chan Sect, no one was willing to save him.

It was not that they refused to save him, but that they simply did not know where the root of his illness lay. How were they supposed to treat it?

As for Guangchengzi and some of the great Immortals who had attained the Dao—

It was not that they could not see the problem.

They simply could not be bothered to save him.

These great Immortals who had attained the Dao were either Primordial Golden Immortals like Guangchengzi, or Quasi-Saints bolstered by official positions.

They were mighty figures who had traveled even farther down the