Puzhi's Thoughts!

Cao Miao Village.

In the ruins of a dilapidated temple.

"Mercy?"

Hearing the old monk's sigh.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What time is it, and he still has the energy to hand out 'good person' cards.

This Puzhi only met him.

If it were someone else, they would have died long ago.

"Enough."

"Stop being so self-moved."

Ye Xuan grumbled irritably.

He flipped his wrist.

A small white jade porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

Before he even pulled out the stopper, a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted out.

The stale, musty smell in the ruined temple was instantly dispelled.

"This is..."

Puzhi's originally cloudy eyes trembled slightly.

Such potent vitality!

Just one whiff.

The burning pain in his chest seemed to have lessened.

Ye Xuan casually pulled out the stopper.

He poured out a round, golden pill.

Around the pill, a faint circle of tiny pill patterns seemed to be moving, like living creatures.

"Open your mouth."

Ye Xuan held the pill and brought it towards Puzhi's mouth.

Puzhi's pupils contracted sharply.

This is...

A spiritual pill?

And a very high-grade one at that!

"Young benefactor, no!"

"The poison of the Seven-tailed Centipede has already attacked the heart..."

Puzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He didn't want to waste the child's good intentions.

Nor did he want to give false hope at this critical moment.

"Why so much nonsense."

Ye Xuan frowned.

He hated this kind of hesitant personality the most.

If you're going to die or live, can't you just say it clearly?

Taking advantage of Puzhi opening his mouth to speak.

Ye Xuan flicked his finger.

The round pill transformed into a stream of light and accurately entered Puzhi's throat.

"Gulp."

Puzhi had no time to react before the pill slid down his esophagus.

The moment the pill entered his abdomen.

A warm current suddenly exploded in Puzhi's dantian.

It was like dead wood meeting spring.

The meridians, which had been riddled with holes by the poison, began to rapidly repair under the nourishment of this warm current.

Puzhi's eyes widened abruptly.

His cloudy old eyes were filled with disbelief.

He could clearly feel the black energy coiled around his heart, encountering this warm current like a mouse meeting a cat.

Sizzling white smoke puffed out and quickly dissipated.

"Pfft!"

Puzhi lurched forward, spitting out a large pool of black blood.

The blood landed on the dry grass, instantly emitting a "hissing" corrosive sound.

A foul stench assailed the nostrils.

But after spitting out this mouthful of blood...

Puzhi's ashen complexion actually regained its color at a visible speed.

His breathing also became steady and powerful.

He was alive!

Puzhi stared blankly at the black blood on the ground, then looked at his hands, which had regained sensation.

It was... resolved?

The Seven-Tailed Centipede's potent venom, which had troubled cultivators for hundreds of years.

Was it resolved just like that?

This was too unbelievable!

"How is it?"

"I told you, the King of Hell couldn't take you."

Ye Xuan clapped his hands, his expression calm and collected.

As if he had just done something insignificant.

This pill was the Nine Revolutions Clear Spirit Pill he had refined when he was at Tianyuan Mountain.

Although it wasn't some heaven-defying immortal pill.

It was still a mid-grade pill, so resolving the Seven-Tailed Centipede's venom was simple, wasn't it?

Looking at Ye Xuan's nonchalant demeanor.

Puzhi's heart was a tempest that refused to calm down.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in his heart.

He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Ye Xuan.

This bow.

Was sincere.

"Amitabha."

"This humble monk will never forget the life-saving grace of young benefactor."

In Puzhi's mind.

This spirit pill was a life-saving item bestowed upon Ye Xuan by an elder of the Qingyun Sect.

Yet Ye Xuan had used it to save Puzhi's life.

"Alright, stop bowing."

"Since the poison is gone, you won't die anymore."

"Take this broken bead yourself."

Ye Xuan pointed at the Blood Devouring Pearl in Puzhi's hand, which he hadn't had time to put away.

Puzhi froze.

He looked down at the Blood Devouring Pearl in his hand.

Just now, he had intended to hand this menace over to Ye Xuan for disposal.

Now that he was alive, he naturally couldn't let this evil object harm another child.

He quickly put the Blood Devouring Pearl into his robes, hiding it close to his body.

After doing all this.

Puzhi looked at Ye Xuan again.

This time.

His gaze had changed.

He no longer saw a junior, but was scrutinizing a fellow Daoist.

When Ye Xuan had given him the medicine just now, although his movements were rough.

He had clearly felt an extremely pure Daoist True Qi.

That True Qi.

Was vast, upright, and pure.

It was even deeper than many Qingyun Sect elders he had seen!

Shangqing Realm!

It was definitely Shangqing Realm!

A Shangqing Realm expert at twelve or thirteen years old!

Such talent.

Such cultivation.

It was simply unheard of, unseen!

Suddenly.

An extremely bold thought grew wildly in Puzhi's mind.

Like wild grass, it couldn't be suppressed at all.

Why had he come to the Qingyun Sect this time?

Wasn't it to persuade Dao Xuan Zhenren to merge the true methods of Buddhism and Daoism and unravel the mystery of eternal life?

But Dao Xuan had flatly refused.

Disheartened, he had encountered tonight's situation.

But now.

Heaven had sent Ye Xuan before him.

This was the will of heaven!

Ye Xuan was a Qingyun Sect disciple, and an unparalleled genius at that.

His status in the Qingyun Sect was absolutely transcendent.

If he were to pass on the Great Brahma Prajna to him...

With his talent, learning the Great Brahma Prajna would be as easy as flipping his hand.

At that time.

Possessing the true methods of both Buddhism and Daoism.

Wouldn't the path to eternal life be right beneath his feet?

Thinking of this.

Puzhi's heart, which had been dead and silent, began to beat violently again.

The turbidity in his eyes vanished.

In its place were two balls of raging flames.

It was the desire for eternal life.

It was the fervor of his lifelong wish about to be realized.

"Young benefactor."

"This old monk... has an impudent request."

Puzhi's voice trembled slightly, no longer from weakness, but from excitement.

He struggled to get up from the ground and staggered to Ye Xuan's back.

"Speak."

Ye Xuan was concise.

He had roughly guessed what the old monk intended to do.

But he still wanted to verify his guess.

"Benefactor's talent is extraordinary, a rare cultivation prodigy of ten thousand years."

"This old monk is willing to impart the supreme true method of Tianyin Temple, the Great Brahma Prajna, with all his heart."

"Does the host wish to accept?"

Puzhi swallowed, organizing his words.

After speaking.

Puzhi stared intently at Ye Xuan's face, afraid of missing any subtle expression.

He believed.

No cultivator could refuse such a temptation.

That was the supreme treasure of Tianyin Temple!

A supreme cultivation technique on par with the Qingyun Sect's Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao!

Once learned.

One would possess the strengths of both Buddhism and Daoism, and could travel the world freely!

However.

What Puzhi didn't expect was.

That Ye Xuan's expression was exceptionally calm.

"Not interested."

Three words.

Spoken lightly.

Yet they felt like a basin of ice water poured directly over Puzhi's head.

Puzhi was completely stunned.

He opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at Ye Xuan.

Was there something wrong with his ears?