'Whoosh! '
The door was tightly shut, and in the extremely quiet room, a soft sound came out of nowhere.
A purple-clad young man stood in front of the bed. A flame appeared in his palm out of thin air. It was a flame that had solidified.
The flame was different from an ordinary flame.
This was because the flame was completely purple.
Not only that, but around the purple flames, there was also a faint layer of golden edges.
Purple Gold Pill Fire!
It was also a grade one Pill Fire.
The purple-clad young man was none other than Duan Lingtian who had returned after parting with Lu Rui, the Clan Leader of Lu Clan. Duan Lingtian returned to his room immediately after he returned.
After he returned to his room, he carried Feng Tianwu who was sleeping in the ice coffin and placed her on the bed.
Then, he condensed a grade one Pill Fire.
"A Soul Fixing Root that has survived for 5,000 years can only be smelted by a Pill Fire of the first grade or above."
Duan Lingtian's lips suddenly moved as he muttered to himself.
If there was a second person who was sober and heard Duan Lingtian's words, he would definitely be baffled.
"Isn't a grade one Pill Fire the highest grade Pill Fire? How can there be a grade one Pill Fire or above? "
That person would definitely ask such a question.
Naturally, that person did not know about the existence of Quasi Royal Grade Alchemists and Royal Grade Alchemists.
Otherwise, he would not have said that.
Royal Grade Alchemists were the real alchemists who stood at the peak of Cloud Continent!
As he muttered to himself, Duan Lingtian casually took out a strange root-shaped medicinal herb. All the roots of the root-shaped medicinal herb were curled together. It looked extremely strange.
It was the Soul Fixing Root!
After a while, the Soul Fixing Root was led by Duan Lingtian to the top of the grade one Pill Fire and allowed the grade one Pill Fire to envelop it completely.
After 15 minutes, there was still no change to the Soul Fixing Root.
"As expected of a Soul Fixing Root that has lived for 5,000 years … A grade one Pill Fire without the help of the cauldron is not enough to smelt it in 15 minutes."
Duan Lingtian could not help but exclaim.
Then, Duan Lingtian took out the medicine cauldron and threw the Soul-fixing Root inside.
With the help of the cauldron, Duan Lingtian quickly smelted the Soul Fixing Root and added some common herbs to successfully refine the medicinal liquid he needed.
It wasn't that he didn't want to concoct a condensed 'pill', but the Soul Fixing Root after being smelted couldn't be condensed into a pill, so he could only use it to concoct medicinal liquid.
Pa!
Duan Lingtian lifted his hand and slapped his palm on the cauldron. The grade one Pill Fire surrounded the cauldron's mouth and formed a faint barrier.
Whoosh!
Subsequently, a puddle of medicinal liquid that was as black as ink shot out like an arrow and pierced through the barrier formed by the grade one Pill Fire before stopping in midair.
An invisible force shot out from Duan Lingtian's hand and guided the pool of medicinal liquid to roll in the air.
After putting away the medicine cauldron, Duan Lingtian guided the medicinal liquid to the front of the bed. He used his other hand to help Feng Tianwu up from the bed so that she was half-lying on the bed.
At the same time, his hand slowly opened Feng Tianwu's slightly dry little mouth.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the medicinal liquid that Duan Lingtian guided arrived at Feng Tianwu's mouth. Drop by drop, it slowly seeped into her mouth and into her body.
After a while, Duan Lingtian sent all the medicinal liquid into Feng Tianwu's body.
"Tian Wu."
After everything was done, Duan Lingtian sighed in relief. At the same time, he extended his Spiritual Energy to observe the direction of the medicinal liquid refined by the Soul Fixing Root.
Duan Lingtian could clearly sense it with his Spiritual Energy.
After the medicinal liquid seeped into Feng Tianwu's body, it went straight to her mind. After a while, it gathered in her mind and rushed to her damaged soul.
Her soul was like a ball of flame that hung in the depths of her mind and flickered continuously.
A corner of Feng Tianwu's soul was damaged.
This was also the 'root cause' of her unconsciousness.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
…
Waves of medicinal effects gathered in Feng Tian Wu's mind and swept out from all directions. In a short moment, they fused into her soul and gathered together.
Feng Tianwu's soul was completely shrouded. She could only see the medicinal liquid rolling outside her soul.
"Logically speaking, if there's only the Soul Fixing Root, it's impossible for Tian Wu's soul to fully recover … Even if it's a Soul Fixing Root that has lived in this world for 5,000 years, it's still impossible!"
Duan Lingtian was a little absent-minded.
"I wonder if Tian Wu will be able to wake up … If she wakes up, I'm afraid there'll be some negative effects from the damage to her soul."
Duan Lingtian's heart jolted as he prepared for the worst.
"I hope the Clan Leader can really reward me with the Soul Fixing Herb … In that case, Tian Wu's soul will be completely healed."
When he thought of this, Duan Lingtian's face was filled with anticipation.
Time passed by quietly.
Feng Tianwu's soul was still enveloped by the rolling medicinal liquid. It made it difficult for Duan Lingtian's Spiritual Energy to get close to her. He could only watch from afar.
However, Duan Lingtian waited silently by the bed, waiting for the final result.
He knew there would be two possible outcomes when the medicinal liquid completely seeped into Feng Tianwu's soul.
One of the outcomes was none other than Feng Tian Wu continuing to be unconscious, and she would only be able to wake up once she consumed the medicinal liquid refined from the Soul Stabilizing Grass.
The other outcome was that Feng Tianwu would wake up, but her soul would still be in a damaged state. It would inevitably have some negative effects on her.
Night gradually fell. It was so dark that one could not even see one's own fingers. However, it did not affect Duan Lingtian at all.
The medicinal liquid was still rolling in her soul.
Duan Lingtian's extended Spiritual Energy seemed to be constantly reporting the situation of Feng Tianwu's soul in the depths of her mind to him.
He sat by the bed and waited patiently.
At some point, the light of dawn shrouded the earth, and the entire room was bright again.
"It's done!"
At this moment, Duan Lingtian noticed that the medicinal liquid refined from the Soul Fixing Herb had completely seeped into Feng Tianwu's soul and healed part of the damage to Feng Tianwu's soul.
"Tian Wu!"
After withdrawing his Spiritual Energy, Duan Lingtian looked at Feng Tianwu anxiously. At the same time, he reached out and held her hand.
Due to the stimulation of the cold air from lying in the ice coffin, Feng Tianwu's hand was very hot. Even though she had been out of the ice coffin for an entire day, her hand was still so hot.
However, Duan Lingtian did not care about this.
His eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Tianwu's beautiful face. He only wanted to know if Feng Tianwu, whose soul had been partially healed, would wake up because of this.
Time passed by quietly.
Soon, half an hour had passed.
Feng Tianwu still did not show any signs of waking up.
"Sigh."
Upon seeing this, Duan Lingtian could not help but sigh. At the same time, he withdrew his gaze and muttered, "It seems like I'll have to wait until I find the Soul Fixing Herb to wake Tian Wu up."
"Hmm."
At this moment, a soft sound pierced Duan Lingtian's ears. It was as if thunder had pierced his ears. It caused his pupils to shrink, and he stood up abruptly.
His eyes swept out at lightning speed and once again locked onto the red-clad lady on the bed, Feng Tianwu.
He saw Feng Tianwu's small mouth moving slightly. Her beautiful face also showed signs of movement.
Subsequently, her pair of beautiful eyes that were like water opened, and the first thing she saw was Duan Ling Tian who was looking at her. However, there were no unusual emotions in her eyes at all.
Unfamiliar.
When Feng Tianwu looked at Duan Lingtian, her eyes were extremely unfamiliar. It was as if she had never known Duan Lingtian.
This gaze that was filled with unfamiliarity pierced Duan Ling Tian to the point he felt a wave of heartache.
"It seems like what I'm most worried about has happened."
Duan Lingtian muttered to himself.
Whoosh!
Before Duan Lingtian could react, a red light flashed before his eyes.
In the next moment, he realized that Feng Tianwu had left the bed and disappeared before his eyes.
At the same time, he clearly felt a scorching aura behind him.
"Tian Wu!"
Duan Lingtian turned around and looked at Feng Tianwu, who was floating in the air. Her red clothes were fluttering, and waves of scorching flames rose around her body.
He realized that Feng Tianwu's gaze still did not contain any emotion. Moreover, it was extremely unfamiliar. It was as if she was looking at a stranger.
Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and suppressed his restless emotions. He asked gently, "Tian Wu, don't you recognize me? I'm Elder Brother Duan. "
"Elder Brother Duan?"
Upon hearing Duan Lingtian's words, Feng Tianwu, who was standing in the air, frowned. She seemed to be thinking about something.
The red clothes on her body fluttered along with the scorching flames rolling around her body, making her look like a fire spirit, a lost fire spirit.
"Yes, I'm Elder Brother Duan! Duan Lingtian! "
Duan Lingtian saw that Tian Wu seemed to be thinking. He immediately seized the opportunity and tried to awaken her memory.
"I don't know you!"
However, what he waited for was Feng Tianwu's cold shout.
It wasn't just that, along with Feng Tian Wu's cold shout, her peerlessly beautiful face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, and even the flames that coiled around her body were unable to melt the frost.
Whoosh!
As Feng Tianwu raised her hand, a sword appeared in her hand. It was a five-foot-long red soft sword that was as thin as a cicada's wing.
It was the Quasi Royal Grade Spiritual Sword that Duan Lingtian had given her in the past!
However, at this moment, she pointed the sword that Duan Lingtian had given her at Duan Lingtian and shouted, "Who are you?!"
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
…
At this moment, a series of hurried voices came from outside the door. It was Xiong Quan who had rushed over when he heard from the servant that there was an unusual movement in Duan Lingtian's room.
However, he did not receive any response.
"Tian Wu, I'm Elder Brother Duan … Have you forgotten? The sword in your hand was given to you by me not long ago. Have you forgotten all of this? "
Even when Feng Tianwu pointed the sword at him, Duan Lingtian was not alarmed at all. He looked at Feng Tianwu and patiently tried to awaken Feng Tianwu's memory.
"Elder Brother Duan? You're the one who gave me this sword? "
Feng Tianwu muttered as she looked at Duan Lingtian and the sword in her hand.
"Yes. Do you remember now? "
Duan Lingtian nodded and looked at Feng Tianwu with anticipation.
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