The lead Elf Elder examined Lin Taichu's injuries every day, green light swirling around his body from his fingertips, his expression grave.
That day, he withdrew his hand and slowly said to the Elf Elders beside him, "His meridians and bones are healing well, and his inner strength is gradually recovering. Only his soul meridians remain damaged, preventing him from regaining consciousness."
"To repair his soul meridians and awaken him, we must use Soul Spirit Grass. It grows in Soul Mist Valley, deep within the Elf Forest, and is the only medicinal grass capable of repairing soul meridians."
"Without it, even if all his other injuries heal, he will remain unconscious forever, becoming little more than a living corpse."
Tang Bao happened to overhear this while visiting Lin Taichu.
He stopped at the palace entrance, then strode forward. His gaze fell on the unconscious Lin Taichu lying on the stone bed, and he said bluntly, "Where is the Soul Spirit Grass? I'll get it."
The lead Elf Elder shook his head, his tone resolute. "No. You are human and have never entered the depths of the Elf Forest. You know nothing about the environment there."
"The depths of the Elf Forest are far more dangerous than the outskirts and the central camp. They are filled with high-level mutated plants, ferocious magical beasts, and naturally formed magical traps. Even the elite soldiers of the Elf Race would not dare venture too deeply. If you rush in recklessly, you will only be throwing your life away."
"Moreover, Soul Spirit Grass grows at the heart of Soul Mist Valley. The valley is shrouded in soul mist year-round, which corrodes the soul. Even if you avoid the magical beasts and traps, once you inhale the soul mist, your soul will be damaged. At best,