As soon as Zhao Sanhe left, everyone rushed out to bring back the severely injured and unconscious Jiang Lai for treatment.
The sect used all its finest healing pills on Jiang Lai, while numerous elders displayed their skills to treat him.
Deng Xuanjia was good at fighting, but knew nothing about healing, so he silently stood guard nearby and waited.
After a full seven days, Jiang Lai, who had been severely injured and unconscious, finally woke up.
Deng Xuanjia, who had been waiting at his side, hurriedly widened his eyes, grabbed Jiang Lai's hand, and cried out, "Sect Master, you're awake? How do you feel?"
"Don't call me Sect Master. I'm no longer the Sect Master."
Jiang Lai gave a bitter smile and sensed the changes within his body.
"I won't die. I'm just badly hurt. That old dog was ruthless."
His cultivation, once at the peak of the Integration Realm, had now fallen back to the early Integration Realm.
If Cloudshade Sect had not spared no expense in treating him, it was hard to say whether he would even still possess Deity Transformation Realm cultivation.
"Today's grudge will be repaid a hundredfold someday. Deng will cultivate and train his sword for the rest of his life for that day alone."
Deng Xuanjia held his sword and swore an oath.
His tone was calm, but his killing intent was terrifying.
Jiang Lai did not try to dissuade him. He understood this Deputy Sect Master, whom he had personally promoted, better than anyone. With effort, he raised a hand, patted Deng Xuanjia's shoulder, and smiled.
"Perhaps that day may truly come. Though I fell in realm in today's battle, it may also prove to be a blessing in disguise."
"How so?"
"Previously, in order to sit firmly as Sect Master, I