Just after the group left Immortal Peach Mountain, Cheng Yao hurriedly called out, "Hanmo, Bai Qing, wait a moment. I need your help with something."
At her words, the two smiled and nodded, though both wondered what she wanted their help with.
The Spirit Herb Garden in Fishing Square.
Cheng Yao pointed at Wang Xingwei, who lay on the bed. "Several months ago, he suddenly fainted while walking down the street. I have no idea why, and he still hasn't woken up. Could you help me find out what's wrong?"
"He suddenly fainted and still hasn't woken up?" Qi Hanmo and Bai Qing both grew curious.
Cultivators had magical power protecting their bodies and were supposed to be immune to illness. Their constitutions were also different from those of ordinary people. How could one faint and never wake up?
The two exchanged glances. Being younger and less experienced, with less developed skills, Bai Qing stepped forward first to examine Wang Xingwei.
Only after carefully examining Wang Xingwei's physical condition did he shake his head in puzzlement. "His body is perfectly healthy. There's nothing wrong with it. As for why he won't wake up, I can't find the cause."
When Bai Qing failed to find the cause, Cheng Yao turned her gaze to Qi Hanmo.
Qi Hanmo nodded. "If the problem isn't physical, then something may have gone wrong with his mind. Perhaps he's trapped in a heart demon's thrall.
"I'll see if I can wake him."
With that, he took out a flute and began playing, drawing on his skills as a first-tier upper-grade musician to try to rouse Wang Xingwei from his slumber.
The flute's lilting notes soothed the listeners' hearts and minds, sweeping away their worries.
To Cheng Yao's disappointment, however, even after Qi Hanmo finished the piece,