Methods to Revive Yao Lao

"Yao Lao, is there any way to help you escape this soul state?" Tang Wulin asked suddenly.

Yao Lao truly had not expected Tang Wulin to ask such a question so abruptly. After pondering for a moment, he replied with a wry smile.

"A way... there is indeed one, but it is very, very difficult."

"It's alright, Yao Lao. You've helped me so many times; it's my turn now. As long as I can help you recover, I will do whatever it takes!" Tang Wulin said with great sincerity.

Yao Lao looked deeply at Tang Wulin and said, "I do not know if your world possesses a method for my recovery, but one way I am aware of is to rely on the Burning Mantra to potentially restore my physical body."

"Burning Mantra? Is that the cultivation technique you gave me when I was absorbing the Golden Dragon King seal?"

Tang Wulin immediately recalled that a month ago, when he was absorbing the Golden Dragon King seal, Yao Lao had given him a technique. He remembered Old Tang saying that the technique was very powerful. Although Tang Wulin had not continued to practice it—and indeed could not, as the technique required Yao Lao's flames to function—he remembered it well.

Yao Lao nodded. "Correct. This technique was not created by me, but obtained by chance in a secret realm during my youth. It is recorded that once the Burning Mantra is cultivated to a certain level, one can forge a perfect physical body. Of course, the prerequisite is the corpse of a powerhouse. Based on the cultivation levels of your world, I estimate it would require the corpse of a top-tier Title Douluo, and even that is not guaranteed. Afterward, I would need medicine to nourish the soul to repair my soul damage, top-tier bloodline essence to infuse into the bones, and a Grade Eight pill must be refined. Finally, and this is a mandatory condition, one must possess a Burning Mantra that has mastered at least three Heavenly Flames to fulfill the preceding requirements."

"This..." Tang Wulin was stunned. He had thought it would be difficult, but he hadn't expected it to be this hard.

The first condition alone was something Tang Wulin could not possibly achieve right now. The corpse of a top-tier Title Douluo? What a joke; Tang Wulin was currently just an ordinary soul master with 13 levels of soul power.

As for the soul-nourishing medicine and top-tier bloodline essence, Tang Wulin had never even heard of them. However, since they were items, they might be purchasable, making them easier than the first condition.

But what on earth was a Grade Eight pill? In the Douluo Continent, Tang Wulin had never heard of such a thing. Linking it to Yao Lao's identity as an alchemist, he guessed it must be a term from the Dou Qi Continent. Yet, the words "Grade Eight" sounded far from simple; if it corresponded to a soul master, that would be an eight-ring soul master.

Finally, it required a Burning Mantra that had mastered three Heavenly Flames.

But Heavenly Flames? What were those? Was it that forest-white flame in Yao Lao's hand? Tang Wulin had only ever seen that kind of flame in Yao Lao's possession.

Yao Lao clearly saw Tang Wulin's predicament and gently patted his shoulder.

"No need to worry. I know these conditions are difficult, and I even suspect some are impossible to complete in the Douluo Continent. So, if there is an opportunity in the future, we can try; if not, there is no need to force it."

"I am still too weak!" Tang Wulin clenched his fists slightly. "Yao Lao, no matter what, I will do everything in my power to help you recover!"

Yao Lao laughed softly and patted Tang Wulin's head. "When you were absorbing the Golden Dragon King seal, the reason I gave you the Burning Mantra actually contained a bit of selfishness... or perhaps wishful thinking! I hoped you would cultivate this technique so that I might one day recover my physical body."

Tang Wulin shook his head and said, "How can that be called selfishness? If not for you passing me the Burning Mantra, I might not have even survived! Besides, you have helped me so many times. My father taught me that one must always be grateful and repay kindness!"

Yao Lao looked deeply at Tang Wulin, unable to help but sigh in his heart: This child, I truly did not misjudge him.

"Alright, I won't say any more. Your teacher is coming; he likely has questions for you."

After saying this, Yao Lao transformed into a streak of white light and returned to the Spirit Ring.

"Teacher Wu!"

Tang Wulin thought for a moment, then pretended to still be unconscious and lay back on the bed.

"Click!"

The room door was pushed open gently. Wu Zhangkong walked in and sat down beside Tang Wulin.

Looking at the motionless Tang Wulin, a look of doubt appeared on Wu Zhangkong's handsome face. He reached out and placed his hand on Tang Wulin's wrist.

"Since you are awake, stop pretending to be asleep!" Wu Zhangkong said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Tang Wulin immediately opened his eyes and said sheepishly, "I didn't expect you to know medicine, Teacher Wu?"

"I don't know any medicine!"

"Ah? Then how did you know I was awake?"

"After I brought you back, I fed you a Heaven-Reaching Creation Pill. After a few days, the medicinal effect should have worn off. If you hadn't woken up today, I would have gone to find the person who sold me the medicine to cause trouble!" Wu Zhangkong said indifferently.

"Uh... alright!" Tang Wulin scratched his hair and smiled.

"Alright, I have some things to ask you now."

"What would you like to ask, Teacher Wu?"

"When I arrived at Snack Street that night, I saw a powerhouse possessing you. Do you know that powerhouse?" Wu Zhangkong's gaze was cold, as if he were interrogating a criminal.

Teacher Wu must be talking about Yao Lao! No wonder Yao Lao said Teacher Wu had questions for me; so he was seen!

After thinking it over, Tang Wulin nodded slightly. "Teacher Wu, I know him!"

"Who is he?" Wu Zhangkong asked again.

"Teacher Wu, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I promised this senior that I would not tell anyone who he is." Tang Wulin wore a helpless expression.

"Also, Teacher Wu should remember that a month ago when school started, I had problems with my body, and it was with this senior's help that I resolved them."

After hearing Tang Wulin's answer, Wu Zhangkong lowered his eyes and sat by the bed in silence for a while, seemingly recalling the events of a month ago.

"Fine! I understand. As long as he means you no harm, that is enough. Remember to join Xie Xie and Gu Yue for special training tonight."

Having said this, Wu Zhangkong stood up and prepared to leave the room.

"Wait a moment, Teacher Wu."

Wu Zhangkong stopped. "Is there something else?"

"Can I skip special training tonight?"

"Give me a reason!"

"Back when I enrolled, I entrusted a master at the Blacksmith Association in Eastsea City to help me sell a batch of pill formulas. It has been over a month now, and I want to go check on it. Also, I haven't called my parents in a long time. I'm afraid they might be worried, so I want to make a proper phone call."

Wu Zhangkong stood in place and pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Fine! I approve."

"Alright! Thank you, Teacher Wu!"