The Bodyguard King's CEO Wife-Chapter 1239: Hope and Despair

Ji Qian had no idea that Wuyan was also deeply in love with Ye Shikai. This girl, who appeared cold and aloof on the outside but had a childish heart, had an innocent and persistent yearning for love. However, Ye Shikai was already married. Firstly, Wuyan disdained being a third party, and secondly, she was the Sect Leader of the Worm Sect, responsible for the welfare of thousands of disciples. If a Sect Leader got married, what would happen to the disciples?

Wuyan had previously teased Ye Shikai, but that was more akin to a young girl’s intentional teasing to attract the attention of her Desired Person. This was entirely different from ruining his Dantian. When she heard it was Chen Yuxin’s doing, a hint of resentment flashed in Wuyan’s cold eyes.

With her personality, she would certainly think that only she could bully Ye Shikai, and no one else...

Getting back on track, the Dantian is the most crucial area for a cultivator, involving more than just Inner Strength. If a cultivator’s Dantian is forcefully damaged, it could be life-threatening, and even if they survive, their lifespan would be drastically reduced. Destroying the Dantian has always been viewed as the most vicious of methods.

Regarding the technique to repair the Dantian, it is not nonexistent. During her isolated cultivation, Wuyan thoroughly read the ancient texts in the Book Collection Pavilion. Although Ji Qian had a good grasp of literature, she couldn’t match Wuyan. Wuyan remembered seeing a method to repair the Dantian in an old book, which involved reorganizing the meridians and infusing them with powerful energy. Though it was a low-probability event, even with assistance from hidden experts, it only slightly increased the success rate. There were very few successful cases noted in ancient records, and this method hadn’t been used for nearly thirty years; even Wuyan had never tried it.

"So, Wuyan, do you have a way?" Ji Qian looked at Wuyan with anticipation, realizing that she was the hope of the entire Netherworld Palace. Watching Wuyan’s brow furrow, everyone’s hearts were suspended in the air.

"I have a method, but..." Wuyan wanted to continue, but the words were swallowed back. According to the method in the ancient text, if successful, it would be a miracle. But if it failed, with an ordinary person’s physique, they could not withstand such a massive energy infusion. If it failed, Ye Shikai would die from internal organ damage.

"I am not confident, so I dare not make a rash conclusion." Wuyan stood up and paced anxiously, the crowd exchanging glances, facing this response was like a mixture of hope and despair...

"So, there is still hope, right?" Ji Qian tried to comfort the group, also self-consoling, at least there was hope, which was a good start. Ye Shikai had always had a resilient fate, surviving past close brushes with the Death God’s scythe.

"Yes, there is a way, but the risk is too great." Wuyan shook her head helplessly. "You all came from afar and must be hungry and tired. I’ll have a banquet prepared." She gave Ji Qian a meaningful glance as she spoke.

"Why don’t you all go have something to eat first?" Ji Qian understood, hinting for the others to go out. After sitting on a plane for several hours, they were indeed hungry, but Wuyan had more important matters to discuss with Ji Qian privately.

Wuyan took Ji Qian to the back mountain of the Worm Sect. Along the way, Ji Qian saw many disciples of the Worm Sect picking herbs in the medicinal fields. As they went deeper, the number of guards increased. Ji Qian understood that she was likely inside the Worm Sect now. After walking for more than twenty minutes, the two women reached a cave entrance.

"This is the Book Collection Pavilion of the Worm Sect, where the ancient text detailing how to repair the Dantian is kept." Wuyan gestured for the guards to open the door, and Ji Qian followed behind. Although the cave looked "primitive," inside, it was neatly arranged with bookshelves filled with many ancient texts. Wuyan snapped her fingers, and thousands of oil lamps lit up simultaneously. Although there were no electric lights, the brightness from the candles was just right, allowing Ji Qian to see clearly. She couldn’t help but be amazed; an initial estimate suggested there were over a million volumes of ancient texts here, earning the name "Book Collection Pavilion." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"I remember that book should be here." Wuyan lightly tapped her toes, her movement technique graceful, and she effortlessly leaped to the second floor, retrieving an ancient text from the shelf and handing it to Ji Qian.

The book was yellowed, and the pages were somewhat worn. Upon closer inspection, even the paper material seemed "aged." Although it was inside a cave, this "Book Collection Pavilion" was very dry to better preserve the ancient texts. Despite meticulous maintenance, the age of this ancient text was apparent.

Ji Qian, who had a good understanding of classical Chinese, could comprehend the extremely obscure text that might confound outsiders. The ancient book was old, but fortunately, the handwriting was clear and decipherable; otherwise, it would have been a "blind spot."

Ji Qian found a table and flipped through the ancient book several times. Unknowingly, the sky outside had darkened when she closed the book.

"What do you think? Do you have any ideas?" Descending the stairs, Wuyan seemed to have waited a long time.

"You are right, the risk is tremendous, and... we might not even find that many hidden experts." Ji Qian’s tone was somewhat disappointed, clearly indicating the plan’s success rate was very low.

"But I do have one expert who is more than happy to help us."

"Who is it?"

"You’ll see when you get there." Wuyan feigned mystery, and Ji Qian, hearing this, pulled herself together. Hope was like a delicate thread, gathering one by one to form a miracle. Having an expert willing to help was definitely a positive.

"You’ve been at it for a while; have something to eat first." Wuyan pointed to the darkened sky outside. "The people you brought have been waiting for you outside for hours."

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"Wuyan, didn’t you say earlier there’s an expert willing to help us? Now... can we meet them?" After dinner, Ji Qian felt a bit more refreshed. Challenges had to be faced, and if she were to fall into despair, Nightmare, Soul Destroyer, and Demoness would be even more disappointed.

"Yes, he just arrived. Please follow me, everyone." Wuyan gestured for a few disciples to lead the way and brought the group to the reception hall. Ji Qian couldn’t help but be curious about who this expert was. The others from Netherworld Palace were equally curious. They arrived at the reception hall’s entrance, and the disciple slowly opened the door.

"Haha, it’s been a long time, Miss Ji." A hearty voice came from inside the room, and everyone’s gaze fell on the man in front of them. Dressed in a gray cloth robe with cloth shoes and socks, and wearing a pair of sunglasses—could he be a fortune-teller?