In the main hall of the Dao Seeking Society, Xuan Tianxing had already fallen unconscious and was laid upon a Jade Platform wreathed in white mist.
Amid the shrouding haze, the life force throughout his body had withered away, leaving him like rotten wood. His head of pallid white hair and the wrinkles on his skin, like the bark of an old locust tree—if no one familiar with him were present, he would have been mistaken for some old man on the verge of death.
Several high-ranking members of the Dao Seeking Society sat around him, their expressions grave.
Among them
was Zhao Huaizhen, who had previously clashed with Shen Changchuan at the entrance to the Scripture Pavilion of the Jade Clarity Immortal Sect when delivering a challenge letter to him.
"The chairman's injuries are extremely severe. The life force within his body has been forcibly drained away by some power, and according to that man, he needs to take a great quantity of spirit medicines that restore blood, qi, and vitality. Why aren't you—"
Seeing this scene, a cultivator who had just emerged from seclusion
could not help but furrow his brows and question the others.
"Brother Cai, calm yourself. Do you think we are refusing to save the chairman because we begrudge the Spirit Stones needed for his treatment?"
"The reason is naturally that certain decisions have yet to be settled."
Zhao Huaizhen said in a deep voice.
"With the chairman in such critical condition, what is there left to discuss?"
The wrinkles between the brows of the man addressed as Brother Cai deepened.
"Someone proposed that we take the chairman to Spirit Void Cave and seek the Dao Child's help."
"You mean to draw the disaster eastward?"
Brother Cai instantly understood.
Spirit Void Cave
was the dwelling