On top of the spiritual peak, inside the palace.
Ling Xian laid flat on top of the stone bed. His face was as white as paper and his breathing was weak.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes. Immediately, a piercing pain shot through his soul and almost made him faint again.
"My soul really was damaged …" Ling Xian bitterly smiled. He expected this.
Whether it was forming a seal or releasing an original source of energy, it required a high level of concentration. Therefore, the burden on his soul was great.
If it was a short period of time, then it wouldn't be a big deal. With Ling Xian's powerful soul, he would be fine. But he had lasted for almost a month.
If it was someone else, they probably wouldn't even be able to last ten days.
"Luckily, I was on the path of the undying soul. Or else my soul would've dissipated." Ling Xian exclaimed, feeling very fortunate.
The benefits of the undying soul were far too great. Even though it was only a small part, it made his soul extremely sturdy and stronger than others of the same level!
"My physical body is fine. It's just that my soul was damaged." Ling Xian smiled and relaxed a little.
If anyone was here, they would think he had gone crazy.
Damage to the soul was a very troublesome matter. Even if it was a light wound, it was very hard to recover.
Compared to having their soul hurt, 99% of the people in this world would rather have their physical body hurt, even if it was a little more serious.
However, Ling Xian was an exception.
This was all because his soul had an undying quality and he had the four soul healing treasures. As long as it hasn't completely dissipated, he can easily recover.
Ling Xian called out mentally and the Water of the Resting Soul appeared, nourishing his soul.
Two hours later, his soul was 50% better. There was no more pain, but he was a little tired.
This was already shocking. If this was anyone else, even if they had the Water of the Resting Soul, they wouldn't be able to recover half of their injuries in two hours.
"Ling Xian, you are awake?"
The leader of the Hall of Crafts pushed open the door and entered. Seeing that Ling Xian had woken up, he revealed a look of joy.
The Tools Method Great Grandmasters behind him also revealed smiles.
"How long was I out for?" Ling Xian grinned, his face reddened a little.
"Ten days."
The leader of the Hall of Crafts grinned, "Good you woke up. Or else I would've become a sinner."
"Leader, you are exaggerating. This small injury is not enough to kill me." Ling Xian grinned and spoke the truth.
To him, who had embarked on the path of the Immortal Soul and possessed the four great soul-nourishing treasures, an injury to his soul was nothing. He would be fine after a few days of rest.
"Minor injury?"
The master of the Divine Craftsmen Hall was stunned for a moment before he said earnestly, "Little Friend Ling, have you gone senile? The soul is extremely important. Even a small injury could be fatal."
Hearing this, all the grandmasters chimed in. Their words were all telling Ling Xian not to be reckless.
"I'm not confused."
Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled, "My physique is special. To me, wounds to the soul are not fatal."
As he spoke, the Nascent Soul formed a seal and flew out. Although he wasn't as spirited as he usually was, his aura was still stable. It was obvious that he was fine.
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen was stunned. Everyone was stunned as well.
During the 10 days he was unconscious, they all checked on his enlivener. Though it wasn't on the verge of collapse, it was still weak.
Yet at this moment, his enlivener was recovering by half. This was unbelievable!
"Little Friend Ling, I don't even know how to describe you anymore. Should I call you a demon or a monster?"
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen bitterly smiled. He asked himself if his soul was injured, he wouldn't be able to recover without months.
This was under the circumstance that he had the soul-nourishing treasures. Or else he wouldn't be able to recover even after three years.
Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Everyone called them extraordinary geniuses, but compared to Ling Xian, they were ordinary.
"I'm not good at either. It's just that my physique is special."
Ling Xian smiled. The reason why he was able to recover 50 percent of his soul after two hours was partly because of the Water of the Resting Soul, but the main reason was because of the undying property.
The Immortal Soul was far too heaven-defying. Even though it was just a sliver of energy, it was still shocking.
"Is it really because your physique is special …" The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen said meaningfully.
"Of course."
Ling Xian grinned, "Let's not talk about me anymore. Let's talk about the Cauldron of the World. Has it completely awakened?"
"Yes. Though it hasn't recovered to its peak, it is at least 80 percent recovered."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen grinned, "It's only a matter of time before it fully recovers."
Hearing this, Ling Xian stopped worrying and revealed a happy smile.
As long as the Cauldron of the World recovers to its peak, the Cauldron of the World will also slowly recover. This meant his efforts weren't in vain. Naturally, he was happy.
"Thank you, my friend. I will remember your kindness and the entire Hall of Divine Craftsmen will never forget it." The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen's expression was serious and sincere.
"You are being too kind. I didn't help anyone, I helped the entire universe." Ling Xian brandished his hand.
"Then I have to thank you even more."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen gave Ling Xian a long look, "My friend, you are truly a blessing to the universe."
"Can you not compliment me? Aren't you afraid that I'll become arrogant because of this? "Ling Xian teased.
"Haha, you won't. If you really were arrogant, then with your glorious achievements, you would've looked down on everyone a long time ago."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen laughed brightly, "Give me your token of honor."
"Master, are you afraid that I will cause trouble everywhere, so you want to take it back?" Ling Xian teased and handed over the golden token to the elder.
"I will add a purple marking on it."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen's finger glided across the token. Instantly, the golden token gained a luxurious purple marking.
"What does this mean?" Ling Xian didn't understand.
"If the golden token can make the major forces of the Spiritual Artifact Planet give you some face, then the purple token can make you do whatever you want in the Spiritual Artifact Planet."
"Other than that, there are many special privileges. For example, you can view the experiences of the previous generations of masters, or you can collect heavenly materials. All in all, this is a good thing."
Ning Feng Yu chuckled, "Only those who have made great contributions to the Hall of Divine Craftsmen can receive purple tokens. Even I don't have one."
"Last time, you said you could make me do whatever I want on the planet." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed.
"Last time was an exaggeration. This time, it's true," Ning Feng Yu said.
"It doesn't matter if it's true or not." Ling Xian grinned and didn't think much of it.
He wasn't someone who would go around causing trouble and there was no way he would stay on the planet. He didn't care if he could do whatever he wanted.
It was the experiences of the previous generations of masters that piqued his interest.
"Ling Xian, the purple token doesn't just give you the benefits Elder Ning spoke of. With this token, you can ask the Hall of Divine Craftsmen to do one thing."
"As long as it is within my abilities and as long as it doesn't violate the rules, I can do anything."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen gave Ling Xian a long look, "Therefore, I hope you use it with care."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's expression turned serious. He knew that the Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen trusted him a lot. Or else he wouldn't have given him the right to command the Hall.
He nodded, "Master, do not worry. I will not betray your trust."
"I trust you."
The Master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen stroked his beard, "Come with me. The Cauldron Spirit wants to see you."
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