"Alas, while traveling outside earlier, I accidentally encountered a powerful ghost cultivator and was injured by his ghostly qi."
Jiang Feiyun sighed softly as he answered.
The spirit tea sat before him, yet he made no hurry to drink it.
"Oh? Given your cultivation and strength, Fellow Daoist, for that ghost cultivator to injure you, they must at least possess Spirit Severing stage cultivation. Such an existence actually exists in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land?"
Su Shi'er raised an eyebrow slightly and continued questioning him.
"I had indeed never heard of one before, but the Cultivation World is vast. Perhaps it was a ghost cultivator who came from elsewhere. In the end, it is also because my own skills were lacking!"
Jiang Feiyun shook his head and continued answering.
Other than replying to Su Shi'er's questions, he did not mention a single word about the details of his injuries.
"Then are Fellow Daoist Jiang's injuries serious? This ghostly qi has lingered and refused to disperse for so long. Given enough time, I fear... it will harm your divine soul. By then, I fear..."
Su Shi'er continued, but before he could finish—
Jiang Feiyun shook his head again.
"No need to worry. I can still suppress this small amount of ghostly qi."
"Daoist Tianshan, don't listen to his nonsense. The ghostly qi has now entered his body, and within it is mixed an even more bizarre poisonous qi.
"If a solution is not found soon, then in as little as three years or as many as ten, he will certainly perish in both body and soul.
"I do not know what relationship Daoist Tianshan—or Fellow Daoist Su Shi'er—has with Jiang Feiyun and Divine Forge Manor.
"But if possible, I hope Daoist Tianshan will show great mercy and save his life!
"I,