After a while.
Zhua Yun returned from Quiet Room with a solemn expression.
In his hand he held a jade bottle and a simple belt-shaped Soul Tool inlaid with blue gems.
"Junior brother." Zhua Yun handed the jade bottle to Long Zhanye.
"There are thirty pills of 'Elixir' in this bottle of medicine. For the next thirty days, you must take one pill every day without interruption."
"This medicine can accelerate the integration of your body with 'Qilin Arm', relieve rejection reactions, and warm and nourish the meridians."
He solemnly warned, "During these thirty days, you must not use your right arm! Let alone try to activate 'Qilin Arm' Martial Soul!"
"Otherwise, the fusion will fail and the rejection will intensify. Not only will your arm not be saved, your body will also be severely damaged!"
"Remember! Remember!"
Long Zhanye took the jade bottle that was still warm and nodded. "Yes, senior brother."
"I remember."
Zhua Yun handed the belt-shaped Soul Tool to Long Zhanye: "This is master..."
"After you left the sect last time, you asked me to prepare it for you."
"Level 4 Storage Soul Guidance Device, the internal space is thirty cubic meters. It can not only store dead objects, but also temporarily store some living objects with strong vitality."
"Master said that if you carry that 'coffin' on your back and walk through the city, it will be too conspicuous. Sooner or later, you will cause unnecessary trouble and even death..."
"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prophecy. From now on, you can put 'it' in here."
Long Zhanye looks at this exquisite Storage Soul Tool.
Then I remembered my original Level 2 Storage Soul Guidance Device which only had two cubes and a cramped space.
In his heart, he felt even more grateful and guilty for Old Man Gu's carefulness and foresight.
He bowed deeply in the direction of Quiet Room: "Thank you, master! Thank you, senior brother!"
Then.
He raised his head, with worry written all over his face, and asked Zhua Yun: "Senior brother... master... how is he... now?"
Zhua Yun heard this, and the sadness on his face became even stronger.
He was silent for a moment, and then said slowly with a deep melancholy tone, "Junior brother..."
"I told you before that due to some reasons, Master's cultivation level fell all the way from Soul Douluo to Soul Emperor..."
"Then do you know... why exactly?"
Long Zhanye shook his head, he had always been full of doubts about this matter.
Zhua Yun's voice was choked with sobs. "Your heart disease... your heart and pulse are destroyed... it was originally... an incurable terminal disease!"
"It's Master... for the past three years, he has used his own blood as a guide, mixed countless rare medicinal materials, and refined the medicine every day."
"A little bit of nourishment and repair of your broken heart and meridians... This has brought you the health you have today!"
"Every time the heart essence and blood are taken, it is a huge loss and pain for Master! Three years..."
"Three whole years! As a result, his heart was close to drying up, and his cultivation level fell again and again, to where he is today..."
"And now, his physical condition has long been... strong on the outside but dry on the inside, getting worse every day..."
"What?!" Long Zhanye was shaken all over as if struck by lightning.
All the blood on his face faded, leaving only boundless shock and disbelief!
"Master... Master, he actually... used his own blood to treat my illness?!"
This truth made him feel more shocked and... heartbroken than the grafting of "Qilin Arm"!
It turns out.
His new life in the past three years was not only based on those Elixir.
It was obtained bit by bit with Old Man Gu's own essence and blood!
Zhua Yun nodded heavily and continued, "Now... he has cut off 'Qilin Arm' from Trash Martial Soul."
"Grafting his lifelong cultivation and Martial Soul into you... he now has only the last bit of Soul Power left in his body to sustain life..."
"It won't be long before...Soul Power completely dissipates... he... he will be completely reduced to... an ordinary person who has run out of fuel..."
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Long Zhanye's heart hard!
An unprecedented feeling of guilt and powerlessness, which almost overwhelmed him, surged into his heart!
If it weren't for myself.
Old Man Gu may still be the weird but unfathomable "Mad Old Man", and maybe he can live for a long, long time...
But now, he paid such a heavy price for himself, almost with his life!
Look at the almost collapsed expression of pain and self-blame on Long Zhanye's face.
Zhua Yun took a deep breath, tried to calm down his emotions, and patted his shoulder. "Junior brother... I have said it before..."
"Master's biggest wish in this life is to carry forward 'Nine Body Secrets' and bring our Body Sect... to a new height."
"And now, he has placed all of this... on you."
"You... don't let him down."
Long Zhanye held the jade bottle and Storage Belt tightly in his hands, his nails deeply embedded in his palms.
He looked at his old "Qilin Arm" and then looked in the direction of Quiet Room.
The original confusion, pain and guilt in his eyes were gradually replaced by an unprecedented firmness and determination.
He said slowly and word by word:
"Brother... I understand."
"Master's kindness... I, Long Zhanye, will definitely repay it in this life!"
"His wish... I will definitely... fulfill it for him!"
In the secret room, only Long Zhanye and Zhua Yun were left.
Old Man Gu had fallen asleep tiredly at this moment, and was placed by Zhua Yun in the back room to rest.
Zhua Yun's eyes were complicated, showing both relief and heavy responsibility.
He lowered his voice and sounded more solemn than ever before, "Junior brother, now master and I..."
"The greatest hopes and variables have been placed on you. 'Nine Body Secrets' is profound and profound. Master has tried his best to deduce it, but he has only completed the theoretical framework."
"Among them, the word secret of 'Rong' focuses on the deeper integration of Body Martial Soul with external objects, breaking boundaries and tapping potential."
He paused, and his voice had a hint of sadness. "Master often says that with my talent, it is a luxury to hope to reach the level of Douluo."
"My Martial Soul 'five fingers' are too limited after all, and Bronze Level Awakening has reached its limit."
"Perhaps my responsibility is to protect my master, protect these secrets of the sect, and... pass them on."
Zhua Yun's eyes became hot again, staring closely at Long Zhanye: "But you are different, little junior brother!"
"You were once a genius Radiance Ten Thousand Zhang. Now you have gone through a disaster and not only have you restored your former glory, but you have also gained an unprecedented Double Pupil!
"Your future is destined to be limitless. The title Douluo is by no means the end for you!"
"With Twin Body Martial Souls, you may even touch the legendary... Limit Douluo, or even higher levels!"
He took a step forward, "So, the way forward is already clear."
"You are responsible for becoming strong, strong enough to support the future backbone of the sect!"
"And I am responsible for passing on, passing on Master's knowledge, passing on the essence of 'Nine Body Secrets', and protecting the foundation of it all!"
"We, two senior brothers, complement each other!"
"Master has spent so much effort, even at the expense of his own foundation, to save you and teach you."
"Everything he did was not just for you personally, but also for the Body Sect, planting a seed that could shake the continent!"
"He hopes that in twenty years or even less time, there will be a more powerful Body Sect!"
Long Zhanye listened quietly, with complex emotions surging in his heart.
There is gratitude to Old Man Gu and Zhua Yun for their hard work, a sense of the heavy responsibility they shoulder, and a clear fighting spirit!