For the next period of time, Su Zimo stayed in the bamboo forest and was in no hurry to leave.
Although Yan Beichen had already decided to withdraw from the fight in the cultivation world, Su Zimo was still worried about the injury to the latter's Essence Spirit.
The next day, he sent out a few messenger spirit cranes.
They flew towards Elixir Yang Sect, Hundred Refinement Sect, Chigurumon, Puppet Sect and Misty Peak.
Su Zimo's family and friends were among those sects and factions.
Half a month later.
Those sects and factions sent back news one after another but none of them had any good solutions.
Although Qin Pianran did not say anything, he could not conceal his disappointment.
"Don't be anxious,"
Su Zimo said, "There's no news from Xiaoning yet. She's already become the titular disciple of Elixir Yang Sect. I'm sure she has a solution."
Another five days passed.
Elixir Yang Sect's spirit crane flew into the bamboo forest!
Qin Pianran hurried over and opened the spirit crane impatiently.
"Essence Spirit injuries are extremely difficult to heal and the best elixir for treatment is the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir. However, that elixir has long been lost and Elixir Yang Sect doesn't have it either. "
At that point, Qin Pianran's eyes dimmed.
A large part of the reason why Yan Beichen ended up in his current state was because he wanted to save her.
She felt extremely guilty.
Su Zimo removed a small bottle tied to the spirit crane's feet. "These are the seven elixirs that Xiaoning sent over. They have some healing effects on the Essence Spirit as well. You can give them a try first."
Those elixirs were definitely not comparable to the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir. However, they could only give it a try.
For the next few days, Yan Beichen tried to consume an elixir every day.
However, even after trying all seven types of spiritual pills, the injury to his Primordial Spirit showed no signs of improvement.
"First, Fellow Daoist Qin, don't be too anxious,"
Su Zimo said, "I've already gotten Misty Peak to pay attention to the various auction houses and trading markets. If there's news of the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir, I'll definitely help you guys find it!"
"That's the only way."
Qin Pianran sighed inwardly.
Another three days passed.
On this day, Su Zimo and the other two were casually chatting in the wooden house.
Suddenly!
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have sensed something and turned his head to look.
"What happened?"
Qin Pianran asked and subconsciously followed Su Zimo's gaze.
There was a figure standing in the bamboo forest!
"Ah!"
Qin Pianran trembled all over and cried out in alarm!
She was the Dharma Daojun of Sword Sect to begin with. Be it in terms of combat strength or temperament, she was superior and would not lose her composure even if she met Conjoint Body Mighty Figures or Mahayana Patriarchs.
However, this figure was simply too terrifying!
Just by standing there, it was like a huge black hole, emitting endless hatred, as if it could devour everything!
Such hatred could even affect a cultivator's mind.
If one's Dao Heart wasn't firm enough and was tainted by this type of hatred, it would completely cripple one. One would be defeated without even fighting!
Dao Lord Hatred!
Su Zimo was the only one who could remain calm and composed in the face of such hatred.
Even Yan Beichen frowned.
Su Zimo's gaze was calm as he scrutinized Dao Lord Hatred.
Dao Lord Hatred had a medium figure and wore black robes. His black hair draped over his shoulders and his eyes were deep and dark. He walked over slowly with a saber shrouded in fiend qi in his hands.
The saber streaked across the ground silently, leaving a clear mark!
Su Zimo's pupils constricted slightly when he looked at the saber.
That saber was terrifying!
Even he felt a wave of apprehension when he saw the hatred that was condensed around it!
"Hatred, you sure are punctual,"
Yan Beichen said, "I said it was a month and it's a month. Not a single day off."
"Hehe!"
Dao Lord Hatred chuckled and did not reply. Without pausing, he walked straight into the wooden house.
"You're injured?"
Dao Lord Hatred swept his gaze and could tell Yan Beichen's condition.
"It's just a small injury,"
Yan Beichen said indifferently.
Dao Lord Hatred grinned. "To think that you, Yan Beichen, would end up in such a state as well."
"There's always someone better. In this generation, there are many paragons and monster incarnates. There are many people who can injure me so I'm naturally nothing much," Yan Beichen said.
"No,"
Dao Lord Hatred shook his head and pointed at Yan Beichen. "I'm not talking about your injuries, but your heart! Your heart is no longer the heart of the Shura! "
Yan Beichen was silent.
Su Zimo lamented internally.
Without fighting or probing, Dao Lord Hatred could tell Yan Beichen's true strength!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Dao Lord Hatred's gaze shifted to Qin Pianran. "What a pity. Everyone says that a woman is a hero's grave. To think that even you, Yan Beichen, can't escape."
Dao Lord Hatred closed his eyes and sniffed gently before nodding. "Yes, not bad. You're a cultivator of Sword Sect."
Qin Pianran felt uneasy.
For some unknown reason, she felt uneasy in front of Dao Lord Hatred!
Suddenly, Dao Lord Hatred opened his eyes and said with a fake smile, "Yan Beichen, how about I kill this woman?"
"Hatred, what are you trying to do?!"
Yan Beichen glared.
Dao Lord Hatred laughed and said leisurely, "I'm doing this for your own good. The former Shura can only return if I kill this woman. "
"Hatred!"
Yan Beichen hollered softly, "I admit defeat for this battle! You can take my title as Shura and I'll give you this Shura Saber as well. I'll have nothing to do with Shura Sect, the fiend sects and the cultivation world from now on! "
"Admit defeat?"
Dao Lord Hatred had a regretful expression as he sighed. "It's truly hard to imagine that you, Yan Beichen, would say those words."
Thereafter, Dao Lord Hatred laughed and shook his head. "Yan Beichen, you're truly way too naive. How is it possible for you to withdraw from the fight and the cultivation world? "
"Since you've entered the cultivation world, there are many choices that are not up to you!"
Yan Beichen took a deep breath. "Hatred, what do you want?"
"Of course, I want to reclaim my title as Shura,"
Dao Lord Hatred said.
Yan Beichen frowned. "I've already said that I've admitted defeat. From now on, you'll be the Shura."
"No, no, no,"
Dao Lord Hatred had a mocking expression as he shook his finger. "It's not that simple. I'll take back the title of Shura the same way you snatched it from me back then!"
"Do you think that I'll let you off just because you admit defeat?"
Suddenly, Dao Lord Hatred's expression turned menacing and his features were scrunched together as he exuded a torrential hatred!
"Back then, I lost everything in the fight for the title of Shura! Glory, status, reputation … all these years, I've been thinking about you, Yan Beichen! "
Su Zimo respected Yan Beichen's choice and watched coldly from the sidelines without saying anything the entire time.
However, he had already realized that today's matter was unlikely to end peacefully!
Dao Lord Hatred was completely fiendish and his mind was affected by the Hatred Sutra.
It was hard to say if Dao Lord Hatred had cultivated the Hatred Sutra or if the Hatred Sutra had turned him into a fiend!
Sensing Dao Lord Hatred's hatred, the fiend saber in his hands trembled slightly as well, as though it was extremely excited and buzzed endlessly!
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