"Now, Xie'er can be saved." With a flip of his hand, Yi Yun stored the Soul Returning Root into his interspatial ring.
"Senior." The middle-aged man could not help but say. He was feeling a little nervous.
Now that Yi Yun had obtained the Soul Returning Root, no one could stop him from leaving.
Although Yi Yun did not seem like such a person, the middle-aged man could not help but feel uneasy when it came to the survival of the sect.
Ru'er also looked at Yi Yun in trepidation. She wanted to know if her father could really wake up thanks to his treatment.
Yi Yun looked up at them and said, "Your sect master's soul injuries are actually not that serious. However, his dantian has been sealed, preventing his Yuan Qi from circulating. Therefore, just placing the Soul Returning Root on him can only preserve his life but not save him."
The middle-aged man never expected Yi Yun to be able to identify his sect master's injuries at a glance. Immediately, he revealed a look of excitement. "Senior, does that mean you already have a way to treat him?"
"Probably …" Yi Yun nodded. "I saw a pill formula a few days ago but I have never refined any pills before. However, I doubt it will be a problem."
Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, the Red Cauldron Sect disciples, including the middle-aged man, could not help but twitch their eyebrows.
Was … a random pill formula he saw really not a problem?
"Find me a quiet room. Do not disturb me without my permission. I will tell you what you need," said Yi Yun.
"Yes, yes. Of course," replied the middle-aged man hurriedly.
The Red Cauldron Sect did not have many people to begin with. Therefore, the middle-aged man decided to leave a few courtyards deep in the valley to Yi Yun.
The other disciples were strictly forbidden from approaching.
Yi Yun stayed in one of the courtyards. He set up a tiny array formation in another courtyard and placed a cauldron there.
The valley was perpetually shrouded in fog. The bamboo forest was lush and verdant. Yi Yun stayed in the valley and first studied the divine alchemist's manuals for a period of time.
Although he had memorized the manuals backwards, the medicinal theories recorded in them were too complicated. There was still a long way to go before he could fully comprehend them.
Yi Yun sat in the bamboo forest with a cup of spirit tea in hand. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, giving him a very leisurely feeling.
With everyone from the Red Cauldron Sect gone, the mountain gates were sealed. It was very peaceful and there were no conflicts.
Warriors had long lifespans, but the path of martial arts was fraught with dangers. Yi Yun rarely experienced such calm days.
After half a month of reading the divine alchemist's notes, Yi Yun felt his mind gradually calm down.
In the Alchemy God's notes, it was recorded that refining medicine was like refining the spirit. First, one's mind must be clear. Only then would the medicine refined be free of impurities, and only then would it be a good medicine with astonishing purity.
Yi Yun took out some herbs from his interspatial ring. Before he left the Central State Divine Territory, Ji Shuiyan had used the Divine Secrets Trading Company to gather many natural spiritual items for Yi Yun. All of them were sent to the Clarity Pool Sword Sect and handed over to Yi Yun. There was quite a variety of herbs and it was enough for the Red Cauldron Sect's sect master to refine the medicine.
After the ingredients were prepared, Yi Yun's figure flashed and he brought the herb box to the yard where the cauldron was placed.
The yard had been set up by Yi Yun, and over the past half a month, it had been constantly gathering spiritual energy from the valley, turning it into a tiny spiritual land.
Boom!
The cauldron's lid flew up. Yi Yun's eyes were as calm as water as he placed the herbs one by one into the cauldron.
"Fire, come." Yi Yun extended his hand and waved it. A wisp of pure Yang flame appeared and instantly enveloped the cauldron.
The most important thing in alchemy was the extraction of the medicinal essence and the nomological formation of the pill. In this aspect, Yi Yun had the Purple Crystal, so the extraction of the medicinal essence was as simple as eating or drinking. In fact, he did not even need to use the flame to complete this step. As for using the Heretical God Fire Seed to refine such a low-grade pill, it was overkill. There was no need for it at all.
Alchemy required a high degree of concentration and it took up a lot of time. Therefore, the divine alchemist had said that alchemy was like cultivating the mind.
However, Yi Yun's soul force was extremely powerful, so it was not difficult for him to do so.
Yi Yun stood in front of the cauldron and as he maintained the pure Yang flame, he constantly added new herbs according to the changes in the cauldron …
Unknowingly, ten days passed.
Boom!
A loud boom suddenly resounded in the Red Cauldron Sect's valley, giving all the disciples a fright.
When the middle-aged man and company rushed to Yi Yun's residence, they saw Yi Yun's figure flash out of the yard. His body seemed to be covered in green smoke.
Yi Yun stared at the billowing smoke in the yard as a smile suffused across his lips. "Indeed, it's the problem I predicted …"
As Yi Yun muttered to himself, the middle-aged man, Ru'er and company turned nervous. From the looks of it, it was likely that the refinement had failed.
The middle-aged man sighed. After all, it was a pill that the senior had never refined before. It was normal for him to fail. He was afraid that the senior would slowly lose his patience and give up.
"Senior, you have gone to the trouble. Pills that restore the soul are extremely difficult to refine to begin with. It is mentally draining …"
Just as the middle-aged man finished his sentence, he saw a white beam of light fly towards them.
The white beam of light landed in Ru'er's hand. When she focused her eyes, she was surprised to see a white pill bottle.
"Just now, I wanted to try to refine another type of pill, but I failed. However, your pill is already done. Take it to your Sect Master to consume. I still need to continue refining the pill. You are dismissed. "
As Yi Yun spoke, his figure returned to the yard like a wisp of green smoke.
He had already found the reason for his failure, and he couldn't wait to try again.
And outside the yard, the middle-aged man and company stood rooted to the ground in a daze.
The middle-aged man looked at the pill bottle in Ru'er's hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Refine another pill? The sect master's pill had already been refined during this process?
It was laughable that he had even tried to console the senior …
"Ru'er, quick, take the pill and save the sect master!" The middle-aged man suddenly snapped out of his daze. The pill had been casually thrown over by Yi Yun. As such, they were unable to react in time. This was the sect master's life-saving pill!
"Yes, I got it!" Ru'er's tiny hands clenched the pill bottle tightly. Even though there was a bottle inside, she could smell the enchanting medicinal fragrance coming from it.
Soon, they arrived at the chamber that protected the sect master.
Ru'er opened the pill bottle and immediately, a snow-white pill rolled out of the bottle and landed in her palm.
"Father …" Ru'er carefully placed the pill into the middle-aged man's mouth.
Everyone present watched this scene nervously. This pill would determine the sect master's fate, as well as the fate of their Red Cauldron Sect.
Everyone held their breaths and focused. It was so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
"Everyone, don't be too excited. Repairing the soul requires a process. Furthermore, the sect master has been asleep for ten years. It's useless for us to be anxious. Let's wait slowly."
As the middle-aged man spoke, the body of the middle-aged man on the bed suddenly trembled. Following that, his fingers began to slowly bend.
"Cough!"
The middle-aged man's eyes remained closed but there was a soft cough coming from his throat. The feeling was like a person who had not breathed for an extended period of time suddenly taking a deep breath. His lungs could not adapt to it.
"This …"
All the Red Cauldron Sect disciples present felt their hearts skip a beat. The middle-aged man's every action tugged at their hearts.
"What's wrong with me … What happened …"
The middle-aged man's body trembled gently as his sealed dantian opened up a tiny crack. Wisps of Yuan Qi flowed into his meridians like water.
He slowly opened his eyes and scanned the crowd in a daze. His voice sounded like he was in a dream. Indeed, he felt like he had experienced an extremely long dream. He did not know how long it had lasted …
And at that moment, Ru'er's face was already covered in tears.
"Father!"
Ru'er threw herself into the middle-aged man's embrace like a gust of wind.
"The sect master has awoken!"
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