Du Yu swallowed several of the Queen Mother of the West's elixirs, and most of the pain from his injuries actually subsided.
"These elixirs are amazing..." Du Yu looked at his hands and feet. He could exert a little strength now.
"Feeling better?" the Queen Mother of the West asked, worry on her face.
"Much better!"
Du Yu discovered that, although his hands and feet still hurt badly, he could actually get slowly to his feet.
"My lady, how do things stand now?" Weaver Girl asked.
"Ah..." The Queen Mother of the West sighed softly and said, "Houtu is in this ruined temple right now. Even This Dowager dares not approach her again. We never exchange three sentences before she attacks..."
"You're saying Houtu is inside right now?" Jin Jianglang suddenly interjected. "Has she stayed here all this time without moving?"
"Yes," the Queen Mother of the West said. "For three full days now."
"Good!" Jin Jianglang raised his head and told everyone, "The 'threads' should arrive any moment!"
With that, he took the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors off his back, then pulled several stacks of talismans from inside his robes and laid them on the ground.
"Shiranui Jinkuro..." Weaver Girl called softly. "Can we help?"
"That shouldn't be necessary." Jin Jianglang shook his head. "With the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors helping me this time, I should be able to handle all the 'threads.'"
Having said that, Shiranui Jinkuro took a handful of white powder from inside his robes and murmured an incantation. Moments later, all the white powder flew into the air and vanished.
"This white powder can make the 'threads' visible." Jin Jianglang's expression gradually grew grave. "We created 'influences' in Houtu's past. Now we have to cut those 'influences' before they connect to her, ensuring history doesn't