Two days later, at Heaven Mending Pavilion.
Within a dilapidated courtyard, broken walls and ruined masonry stood amid heaps of rubble. Not a blade of grass grew there; everything spoke of the desolation of this place.
Only at its center did signs of life appear. Plants grew thickly in a garden, where Heaven Mending Pavilion's Gourd Vine sacrificial spirit took root.
However, the vine was in poor condition, with a withered body and yellowing leaves. The divine fire upon the vine was about to go out, like an old man whose candle flickered in the wind.
A group approached. All of Heaven Mending Pavilion's senior members were present, along with Lin Fan, Yue Chan, Qingyi, and Little One, gathering near the sacrificial spirit.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Lin Fan broke through the golden curtain of light. Runes intertwined and became a streak of green radiance, bathing the entire Gourd Vine in vibrant life.
Immediately, the rear courtyard blazed with light, as though a towering inferno were burning and engulfing the place. Divine radiance surged, dazzling beyond compare.
At the same time, an astonishing phenomenon appeared. The essence of heaven and earth came rolling in, gathering like a vast ocean before turning liquid and being absorbed by the vine's leaves.
"Lord Sacrificial Spirit, you must get better!" Everyone from Heaven Mending Pavilion prayed, their nerves stretched taut.
The sect owed all its present glory to this ancient Gourd Vine, which had supported and protected it to this day. The vine's prestige rivaled that of its founding patriarch.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the ancient vine trembled. Its withered, yellowed body shone as though awakening from slumber, gaining a trace of vitality and releasing a mysterious aura.
Moreover, as various spiritual treasures were added, its once-dull leaves turned green and emitted an auspicious, gentle glow.