The Divine Mansion Offers Aid in the Phoenix's Peril · The Heart's Inquiry Punishes Evil and Severes Sin

Long Jinyu transformed into a streak of light that tore through the air, landing steadily in the spacious front courtyard of the Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion.

Having received the message, the medical staff stood ready and immediately rushed forward, their movements swift, silent, and well-trained.

"Welcome, Master!"

The crowd bowed in unison, their gazes filled with reverence.

"Rise!"

Long Jinyu spoke with rapid urgency, striding forward while cradling Ma Xiaotao.

"Send her for a comprehensive examination immediately! Use the best instruments and assign the best doctors! Quickly!"

He carefully placed the still-unconscious Ma Xiaotao onto a mobile hospital bed. Looking at her pale face, the cold, murderous rage ignited by the Judgment Sword and his fellow Transmigrator was overshadowed by an even deeper sense of dread.

He had clearly poured a massive amount of life energy into her; why was there not the slightest sign of her waking up?

"Yes!"

The lead physician immediately directed the nurses to push the bed toward the internal treatment room.

Long Jinyu then pointed to the Soul Emperor, who was restrained by soul power and lying on the ground like a dead dog: "Take this person to the Heart-Questioning Pavilion. Guard him strictly and ensure he remains in his current state; do not let him wake up. Without my orders, no one is allowed to touch him!"

"Understood!" Two Yanhuang Guard members with steady auras stepped forward, hoisted the man up, and dragged the Soul Emperor away.

Even with arrangements made, Long Jinyu felt no relief. He followed them to the outside of the treatment room, pacing restlessly as he stared at the closed door.

That sense of powerlessness washed over him again—Ultimate Life was not omnipotent, his knowledge of psychological trauma was limited, and the system had "gone offline" and was playing dead at the most critical moment.

"Master," a young nurse reminded him softly, "you appear to be severely depleted and your complexion is very poor. Please sit down and rest. We will notify you the moment the results are out."

Long Jinyu seemed not to hear her, his gaze locked onto the door of the treatment room: "No, I will stay right here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a wave of intense dizziness struck him, and his body swayed violently.

A strong, steady hand caught him just in time. Long Jinyu looked up to see the concerned and serious face of Vice Dean Liu Tao of the medical mansion.

"Master."

Liu Tao's voice was calm and steady.

"Your soul power and mental energy are severely overdrawn; it is a miracle you have held on this long. This must all be for the sake of saving Miss Ma, correct?"

"Your subordinate understands your feelings, but if you collapse, how much would Miss Ma blame herself when she wakes up? Please, you must take care of your health."

Long Jinyu opened his mouth to argue, only to find that he could barely even stand steadily.

The high-intensity battle, the violent emotional fluctuations, the act of intimidating Xuan Zi, and the reckless expenditure of life energy had truly pushed him to his limits.

Liu Tao said no more and produced an exquisite Soul Tool shaped like a glass bottle, inside which flowed a gentle radiance. It was a "recharging Soul Tool," commonly known as a "Milk Bottle."

"This is a Level 7 Milk Bottle. Please absorb it to recover. Trust in our professional capabilities; 'Yanhuang Lingyun' gathers the continent's top medical soul masters and technology, and we will certainly do everything in our power."

The nurse also pleaded earnestly: "Yes, Master, please listen to Vice Dean Liu and let me help you to the room next door to rest for a while!"

Looking at the sincere concern in the eyes of Liu Tao and the nurse, Long Jinyu felt a warmth in his heart.

These "NPCs," who were seemingly generated by Sister Su's system, possessed a loyalty and professionalism far beyond the "beasts of burden" at Shrek who only caused him mental fatigue.

He was their Master; he ought to place more trust in them. He did indeed need to calm down and recover.

He suppressed his restlessness and took the Milk Bottle: "Very well, thank you for the reminder. I was just blinded by my own anxiety. Sorry to trouble you, Nurse."

He stopped resisting and allowed the nurse to support him.

"It is our honor to share your burdens, Master!" The nurse felt flattered to be called "sister" and became even more respectful.

Long Jinyu muttered to himself: This NPC-like absolute loyalty... it's exactly the same as the Great Tomb of the Bone King...

Inside the lounge, Long Jinyu held the Milk Bottle, and pure energy surged rapidly into his body.

His formidable constitution and the foundation of his Dragon God martial soul were on full display; in just a moment, the energy of two Level 7 Milk Bottles was completely absorbed. His depleted soul power was replenished, and his mind regained a measure of clarity.

He stood up immediately, wanting to ask about the progress of the examination. As soon as he stepped out, he ran into the nurse from before.

"Master, the examination is still ongoing. Please be patient."

Long Jinyu pondered for a moment. Ma Xiaotao's examination could not be rushed, but the other hidden threat had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

"Very well, notify me the moment there is any news. I am going to the Heart-Questioning Pavilion first."

"Understood."

Outside the Heart-Questioning Pavilion of the Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion.

Six Yanhuang Guard members with solemn auras stood guard outside a heavy metal door.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Mm, guard this place well. Aside from the results of Miss Ma's examination, do not disturb me for anything else."

"Understood!"

Long Jinyu pushed the door open and entered. The light inside the Heart-Questioning Pavilion was soft, and the walls and floor were engraved with complex runes, forming a dual domain of "Calm Heart" and "True Word."

The Soul Emperor was restrained in the center of the formation. His injuries had been stabilized, but his soul power had been completely sealed, leaving him like a lamb waiting for the slaughter.

Long Jinyu's eyes were cold. He circulated his soul power, allowing the inclusivity of his Nine-Colored Dragon God bloodline to manifest, simulating a pure yet sinister-looking dark-attribute soul power, while simultaneously covering his entire body in a wide black robe to hide his face.

Long Jinyu altered his voice, making it hoarse and authoritative, imbued with the dissatisfaction of a superior as he began to act: "Useless trash! Headquarters sent us to provide support, yet you ended up in such a state! Had This Seat not intervened in time, you would have already become a prisoner of Shrek!"

The Soul Emperor jolted awake from his stupor. Sensing the "homologous" dark aura and hearing the mention of "Headquarters," his mind—already fragile from severe injuries and the formation's effects—instinctively believed him: "M... My Lord! Thank you for the rescue! This subordinate is incompetent! The mission... the mission has failed!"

Long Jinyu let out a cold snort: "Hmph! The situation was sudden; Headquarters did not inform me of all the mission details. Recount the events from the beginning, and do not omit a single detail! Why did it fail? What kind of experts were by the target's side?"

Shadow Fiend did not suspect a trap and hurriedly poured out his confession: "Reporting to My Lord! This subordinate, Shadow Fiend, was acting under the orders of Lord Ming Lei... Everything was proceeding according to the Holy Son's plan... But, but there was an incredibly powerful Dragon Soul Master by the target's side! They were definitely a Titled Douluo! We... we were no match for them at all!"

Long Jinyu guided him with a follow-up question: "The Holy Son is meticulous; there must be a contingency plan for this operation. Regarding that girl with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul at Shrek, did the Holy Son make other arrangements?"

Shadow Fiend looked blank: "Blue... Blue Silver Grass? This subordinate... does not know. The Holy Son only ordered us to capture the Fire Phoenix with all our might... Other matters... are not for this subordinate to know..."

Long Jinyu's tone turned icy, pressing him: "What else do you know? The Holy Son's identity? Other missions?"

Shadow Fiend prostrated himself on the ground, his aura weak: "My Lord... this subordinate has truly... told you everything I know... The Holy Son acts in great secrecy; it is not for the likes of us to speculate..."

Long Jinyu fell silent for a moment, leaving only the Soul Emperor's heavy, ragged breathing in the Heart-Questioning Pavilion. This silence carried immense pressure, making Shadow Fiend's heart feel as if it were about to burst from his chest.

Suddenly, Long Jinyu let out a light, ambiguous chuckle. This laughter was no longer the cold, sinister disguise from before, but carried a condescending indifference and mockery, as if a god were looking down upon an ant.

"It seems you are indeed of no further use."

Before the words had even faded, the faint, simulated evil aura surrounding Long Jinyu instantly dissipated, like morning mist scattered by the sun.

In its place was a pure, vast, and life-filled pressure, intermingled with a trace of dragon might that compelled all things to submit!

He reverted to his original voice, clear and cold, like a freezing spring striking jade.

"Raise your head and see clearly who I am."

Shadow Fiend looked up in sheer terror, only to find that there was no high-ranking member of the Holy Spirit Cult before him.

It was clearly that 'young girl' who had crushed them in the alleyway battle like a god or demon! Those heterochromatic eyes contained no human emotion, only an eternal, unchanging coldness.

"It... it's you!!!"

He trembled violently from extreme fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

Long Jinyu looked down at him from above, like a judge sentencing a death-row inmate, his voice carrying the weight of a final verdict:

"I am very dissatisfied with your answers. But your crimes are already clear enough."

"For the sins you have committed, I should have executed you on the spot, scattering your soul to the winds to console the innocent spirits who died by your hands."

Hearing this, despair welled up in Shadow Fiend's eyes.

"But..."

Long Jinyu shifted his tone, his voice laced with extreme contempt.

"Death is too easy for you. It would merely be a release for your filthy soul from its burden of guilt."

He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips wreathed in a vibrant green light, yet that light now filled Shadow Fiend with incomparable dread.

"I sentence you to a fate worse than death."

"I shall strip away the soul power you cultivated through evil arts and destroy the foundation of your wickedness. From now on, you are no longer a Soul Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult; you are merely the lowliest, most menial servant in this Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion."

"You will use these blood-stained hands to scrub these floors, tend to these flowers, and watch those who were harmed by your kind find new life here."

"I want you to spend day after day in this place of ultimate light and life, spending the rest of your days ruminating on your sins, seeing clearly just how ugly the darkness you once followed truly is."

"This is the most thorough and ironic negation of you, and the evil cult you serve."

As the words fell, the green light surged into Shadow Fiend's body! Amidst his shrill, agonizing screams, his soul power cultivation collapsed like an avalanche, and his martial soul origin was utterly shattered...

Just then, a nurse's urgent voice came from outside the door:

"Reporting to the Master! The test results for Miss Ma are out!"