In the main hall of the Xundao Association,
Xuan Tianxing had already fallen unconscious and was placed upon a jade platform wreathed in white mist.
Amid the swirling clouds,
the life force around his body had withered away, leaving him like rotten wood. His head of pale white hair and the wrinkles on his skin, like the bark of an old locust tree, would have made anyone unfamiliar with him mistake him for a dying old man.
Several high-ranking members of the Xundao Association sat around him, their expressions grave.
Among them
was Zhao Huaizhen, who had previously clashed with Shen Changchuan outside the Scripture Depository Pavilion of the Yuqing Immortal Sect when he went to deliver the challenge letter.
"The president's injuries are extremely severe. The vitality within his body has been forcibly drained away by some kind of power, and according to that man, he needs to consume a large amount of medicinal herbs that restore blood and vitality. Why have you..."
A cultivator who had just emerged from secluded cultivation witnessed this scene
and could not help frowning as he questioned the others.
"Brother Cai, calm yourself. Do you think we are refusing to save the president because we cannot bear to spend those Spirit Stones on treatment?"
"The reason is naturally that certain decisions have yet to be settled."
Zhao Huaizhen said in a deep voice.
"The president is in such critical condition. What is there to discuss?"
The furrows on Brother Cai's brow deepened.
"Someone proposed that we bring the president to Lingxu Cave and seek the Daozi's help."
"You mean to draw disaster eastward?"
Brother Cai instantly understood.
Lingxu Cave
was the Cave Abode where the Daozi of the Yuqing Immortal Sect resided.
And the reasoning behind bringing Xuan Tianxing to seek the Daozi's