The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 643 - 366: Treatment
Fu Yunzhang is truly someone accustomed to highway robbery and violence; he possesses a good mental fortitude. Swiftly regaining his calm, he urgently asked, "Is there a way?"
"I’ve indeed seen this condition before in someone else," responded the person who is none other than Wen Liangyu’s biological father, Wenger, the Yan City Lord. At the time, he was also depleted of Qi-Blood and nearing death’s door, which led him to conceive the method of killing his child to extend his own life. She recounted Wenger’s story, "However, his son was a half-demon, and only because of that could he perform this life-stealing technique. It would be unfeasible for anyone else." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
After hearing this, Fu Yunzhang realized the difficulty of the situation and felt his heart cool by half, "Could it be that my Ling Family really won’t be able to pass on our lineage?" Perhaps it was up to him to put in the effort? As he said this, he looked towards Qing’er, only to find that Qing’er was also looking back at him; as their eyes met, their faces flushed red.
What were these two doing, exchanging flirty glances in front of her? It made it awkward for her to follow the usual conventions. Ning Xiaoxian gently cleared her throat, drawing their attention back to her, before continuing, "His own life force has dwindled, and he is no longer capable of nurturing life. Without resolving this issue, even if Sister Qing’er were to give him any amount of yang-strengthening and replenishing medicines, it would be in vain. Moreover, his body is too frail to support the replenishment, which is why his complexion has turned pale instead."
Qing’er thought of Ling Fengnan’s complexion, indeed pale with a bluish hue, showing no signs of the medicinal effects, and nodded her head as if enlightened. Fu Yunzhang, however, sensed the implications in her words and promptly asked, "Do you have a method?"
Ning Xiaoxian gave him a glance, "There is one strategy, though I’m not certain if it will work."
Fu Yunzhang understood and assured her, "Cure him, and I will ensure your safe passage to and from the Ba Snake Mountain Range."
With his promise, that’s all she needed. She smiled and pulled an object from her bosom, which looked like a charred piece of wood, accompanied by the scent of smoke and fire. He was someone with considerable experience and uncertainly said, "Is this... Thunderstruck Wood?"
She nodded, "Exactly. Moreover, this is Thunderstruck Wood that has endured the Heavenly Tribulation. Its most precious aspect is that this piece of Thunderstruck Wood is still alive. I witnessed the tree flourishing with a canopy so vast it shaded the sky, but after enduring several rounds of Heavenly Thunder, only this small piece of the core remains alive, barely surviving after the tribulation. For someone like Ling Fengnan whose life force is fading, only an item that has been resurrected from the ashes can barely save him."
Recently, the cultivation of soil has been too busy, and she hasn’t had time to arrange for the growth of this piece of Thunderstruck Wood, so it remains in this half-dead state. Fortunately, the life force of Thunderstruck Wood is resilient, and it shouldn’t face any major issues in the short term.
Fu Yunzhang let out a long sigh and managed to squeeze out two words from between his teeth, "Nangong?" Guangcheng Palace is a highly esteemed Great Sect, and Nangong Zhen has held the position of Sect Leader for hundreds of years. There is a saying that good news stays within, while bad news travels afar; the news of his failure in Crossing Tribulation and subsequent death has spread everywhere, becoming the hottest topic in the Cultivation World. The details of his entire tribulation are recounted vividly by countless people daily; how could Fu Yunzhang not know of it?
She scrutinized his facial expressions, "Correct. This is one of the Magic Artifacts used by Nangong Zhen during his Crossing Tribulation. If you have reservations, I can refrain from using it, but then Ling Fengnan’s illness will definitely remain uncured!"
His face suddenly turned exceptionally expressive, grinding his teeth in resentment one moment and looking forlorn and lost in the next. Qing’er, worried, held onto his arm. Only after some time did Fu Yunzhang raise his head, offering a wry smile, "Indeed, the ways of the world are unpredictable. Who would have thought, just who would have thought. Please, I entrust you with it, Miss Ning."
Back then, Nangong Zhen had slaughtered his entire Ling Family; and now, ironically, only the Thunderstruck Wood left behind by Nangong Zhen has the potential to extend the Ling lineage. Although Nangong himself has fallen, if he were to use this piece of Thunderstruck Wood, he would owe a debt of gratitude to Nangong Zhen. Yet, the hatred in his heart still loomed... Fate, this thing that he, Fu Yunzhang, has contemplated for over four hundred years, why is it still so enigmatic?
Ning Xiaoxian, seeing his self-mocking smile, knew that he was finally beginning to let go of his grudge, so she said, "I have twenty-year-old Ice Dew on hand, so there’s no need to prepare that separately. Additionally, we will need high-quality cistanche, nutmeg, and Cordyceps soaked in alcohol. Also, please procure fifty mountain silkworm cocoons, fifty sets of cicada molts, and fifty sets of phoenix skin..."
Noticing the expressions of others, she explained, "Well, phoenix skin refers to that thin membrane inside the egg. Remember that it must come from eggs laid by hens that nested for the first time this year. Moreover, we’ll need fifteen Earth Dragons with a lifespan of more than ten years. Once everything is found, clean them and burn them to ashes, then mix them in the alcohol. After that, soak the Thunderstruck Wood in the alcohol for three days, then he can consume it."
