Chapter 2226: It was time for a long stretch of secluded cultivation (please vote with your monthly tickets)
"Joy turned to sorrow?" Pavilion Master Chu's cowlick lightly tapped Song Shuhang on the head.
Song Shuhang's body twitched slightly, but he failed to get up from the sand.
He had landed headfirst on the beach at the wrong angle, face down, with half his face buried in the sand, leaving him unable to speak—if not for his cultivation, he might well have suffocated.
Black-Skinned Soft Feather crouched beside Song Shuhang and asked, "Do you need some pills, Senior Song? A Grain-Repelling Pill, or a healing pill?"
Song Shuhang shakily stretched out an arm and waved it.
The Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit was now exerting its full effects inside him, and every corner of his body felt as though it were burning. If he took any pills now, he might explode and die.
He currently had no resurrection methods or magical treasures on him. He couldn't afford to die.
Merit Snake Beauty lifted Song Shuhang with both hands and turned him over.
Su Clan's Sixteen took out a handkerchief and wiped the sand from Song Shuhang's face.
"Want a Healing Spell?" White Dragon Sister asked from beside him.
Song Shuhang continued shakily waving his hand.
The reasoning was the same: he feared that even a Healing Spell would make him burst.
Senior White stepped forward, pressed his fingers against Song Shuhang's wrist, and swept his divine sense over him, conducting a comprehensive scan.
Divine sense scans were extremely convenient in this regard. That was why cultivators of old often particularly enjoyed disguising themselves as wandering miracle doctors during their red-dust tempering. With a light sweep of divine sense, they could discover any illness, no matter how deeply hidden it was. Divine sense