Early the next morning, Kong Ziyi got up, washed up, and waited for someone to notify her that it was time to leave.
But it was nearly noon, and no one had come to inform her. She was not one to put on airs, so she went to Feng Jun's small courtyard to ask about the situation.
However, the first-level Qi Condensation cultivator who had achieved Martial Entry into the Dao stopped her. "Venerable, my sincerest apologies. The Mountain Lord is conducting an important experiment and does not wish to be disturbed. Please forgive us."
"An experiment?" Kong Ziyi blinked, understanding at once... Venerable Yang had already mostly recovered.
But she would not discuss such matters with these minor cultivators. She merely asked casually, "Have you seen Venerable Yang come out?"
Jing Qingyang shook his head and answered honestly, "I haven't seen him."
Kong Ziyi nodded and returned directly to her Traveling Residence without another word.
Toward evening, Feng Jun opened the courtyard gate and walked out, his face full of exhaustion.
The moment he stepped outside, Kong Ziyi also emerged from her Traveling Residence and nodded at him. "So... we can't leave today?"
"Mm." Feng Jun answered distractedly, then let out a heavy sigh. "It's a bit troublesome."
At that moment, Huangfu Wuxia also came out of her Traveling Residence. Hearing this, she asked, "What's troublesome? Do you need help?"
Feng Jun gave a light cough. "His soul has been damaged. I'm considering... what kind of pill would be most suitable."
Kong Ziyi's eyes shifted, and she spoke without changing expression. "There are many kinds of soul damage. Was it caused by brain injury, or was the soul forcibly erased... Still, I can offer some help when it comes to repairing souls."
She was not boasting. The Supreme Clarity