The night three days earlier.
The bright full moon cast its warm glow.
Xiao Yi Xian looked at Xiao Yan, who was seated before her, and asked, "How is Medicine Elder doing now?"
Xiao Yan shook his head and sighed. "Medicine Elder expended a great deal of Soul Power in the previous battle. He is currently asleep."
"At a rough estimate, he will need at least half a year of sleep. Even with medicine that restores Soul Power, it will still take three months."
Xiao Yi Xian nodded upon hearing this. The battle from a month ago remained vivid in her mind.
If Medicine Elder and Hu Yao had not burned their Soul Power to help her forcibly reach the level of a Nine-Star Dou Zong,
the outcome of that battle might have been decided very quickly.
Although she did not know why that Outer Realm Heavenly Demon had died so easily, she attributed it to the fact that he had been suppressed for so long and had only a frail Soul Body remaining.
Afterward, she had also clearly felt a sense of relief emanating from her soul.
She no longer felt even the slightest sense of danger.
Looking at Xiao Yan before her, Xiao Yi Xian asked calmly, "What do you plan to do next?"
"Is there anything you need my help with?"
Xiao Yan nodded. "I really do need your help."
"I want to unite the three great families and the Medicine Masters' Guild to form the Yan Alliance. The Dou Qi Continent is too vast; the Northwest alone contains over a hundred countries."
"At the Northwestern Region Sect Tournament, held once every five years, the largest sects of every country send out their elites to compete for rankings, display their nation's strength, and intimidate neighboring countries."
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