"Alas~ What a pity about Yu Hang!" Even Lady Huandie, charming in every gesture, let out a faint sigh at this moment and said gravely, "With Yu Hang's potential, he should originally have had a thirty to forty percent chance of entering the Purple Mansion. After this calamity, his chances of successfully stepping into the Purple Mansion in the future are less than twenty percent."
A probability of less than twenty percent was practically a death sentence for Yu Hang.
Anger clouded Master Yuanshui's face, handsome as polished jade. "Those little brats from the demon lands have gone too far. They actually used numbers to bully the few. What can be endured, and what cannot? I will never let this matter rest."
"Yuanshui, my disciple Longyan also once endured Yin Sha entering her body for decades," said Master Binglan, her face veiled. "She resolved the crisis by turning Yin Sha to her own use. If this method works, Yu Hang's injuries can be quickly healed."
"Junior Sister Binglan, our dignified Purple Mansion Academy cannot have everyone cultivating Yin Sha arts on the side, can it?" Master Changchun voiced mild dissatisfaction. "If we open that door at every turn, our Purple Mansion Academy might as well change its name to the Yin Sha Demon Sect."
"Besides, I know something of Wang Longyan's circumstances. She was corroded by Yin Sha Poison for a full fifty years. Every day, she fought against the Yin Sha Poison, and her understanding of it surpassed that of ordinary Yin Sha demon cultivators. Only then did she gain the ability to dissolve Yin Sha and use it for herself. Yu Hang definitely cannot do that."
"Hmph, what does an old fossil like you know, Changchun? My disciple Longyan suffered pain beyond measure," Master Binglan shot back. "Why