In the Hei Dian Sect, Qiu Ling turned to Jing Yi, grabbing him by the shoulders. “I know you want to save him and I also think that we should do this. I don’t know the whole story but if Xiang Yong even asked for this, then there should be something more to this. We can’t just look the other way. As for what to do … I do have an idea but I’m not sure if it will work.”
“Then what can we do?”
“The Grandelder is the most talented Alchemist in the Yun Zou Sect. If he isn’t able to save Ma Zhi Wu, then they won’t have anybody else. I don’t know about the other sects but we don’t have any contact with them that we could use. So right now, there’s only the Hei Dian Sect. You go to Grandmaster Shen and ask him if there’s somebody in their sect that might be more talented than the Grandelder and willing to help us out even though that person is from the Yun Zou Sect.”
Jing Yi nodded. He wasn’t quite sure if they would lend a helping hand in that situation but it was still worth a try, wasn’t it? “Then what about you?”
“I will go and try what I’ve thought of. We will be able to save some time if we go our separate ways for this. I’ll be back as soon as this is cleared up. Maybe by then, he will already have been saved. Don’t worry about it too much.”
Jing Yi nodded. “Then you’d better go fast.” He stepped back and then left the hut, rushing over towards the Grandmaster’s palace again. Time was of the essence right now. He couldn’t lose even a single second.
Qiu Ling looked at his receding figure for just a short moment and then closed his eyes. Ah, he really felt quite apologetic right now. Somehow, he always had to involve him.
Well, there was nothing he could do right now. He shook his head at himself and then left the Hei Dian Sect, returning to the Yun Zou Sect. He didn’t head over to the palace of the Grandelder though and instead went to the Sect Master’s palace or rather to the array behind it.
Not bothering to say anything, he fired a shot of spiritual energy at it as a sign that he had come here to speak.
Inside, Leng Jin Yu’s brows twitched. This guy … He really had a strange way of announcing his presence. Well, he didn’t believe that he had come here for nothing. He opened the array and just a blink later, Qiu Ling already stood in front of him.
“That person from your previous sect, is she still here?”
Leng Jin Yu raised his brows but nodded. “Of course, let me bring you there.” He didn’t know what exactly had happened but Qiu Ling’s expression told him that this was serious. He had never seen him like this before.
Without any other words, he got up and then rushed toward Fei Bai Mu’s rooms. Knocking on the door, he already called out. “Sect Master Fei, there seems to be some trouble that we’d like to talk to you about.”
Fei Bai Mu who had been sitting inside, trying to teach her disciple a little while they were waiting here, furrowed her brows and then went over to the door, opening it only to see not just her sect’s Grandmaster but also that person from the dragon race in front of her. She wanted to ask what was going on but Qiu Ling already interrupted her.
“Does the Jian Yi Sect have somebody who is more skilled in refinement than the Grandelder of the Yun Zou Sect? If yes, how fast can you get them here?”
Fei Bai Mu raised her brows. “There is. As for how fast we can get them here, it would take a few days. After all, we would first need to send a message and then —”
“That’s too slow. How long if we rushed over there and brought them back ourselves?” He had no idea where exactly that Jian Yi Sect was. And he also didn’t know just how much time that Ma Zhi Wu had left. Anyway, it probably wasn’t much.
Fei Bai Mu nodded, her expression turning grave. “Of course. It might still take some hours though. May I ask what happened?”
“One of the disciples of the Yun Zou Sect was gravely injured. We’d like to request some help with healing him.”
“How bad is it?” This time, the person asking wasn’t Fei Bai Mu though but instead Jinde who had come over as well when he heard the ruckus.
Qiu Ling turned around, a bit of a guilty expression on his face. In fact, the person he had thought of first when thinking about people he knew in the mortal realm that were skilled in alchemy, Jinde had come to his mind first.
But Jinde had only just managed to get to a safe place where he couldn’t be found. Stepping outside now … He wasn’t quite sure if that would be alright. And he also had the problem that he wasn’t healed yet. If he was able to save Ma Zhi Wu really would be difficult to say. Thus, he had transferred his hopes onto the people of the Jian Yi Sect. After all, the sect was supposed to be pretty good, right? They should have somebody who was better than the Grandelder.
Now that Jinde himself was asking, he still spoke up. “As far as I’m aware, he’s pretty much at death’s door.”
Jinde nodded, a torn expression on his face.
Leng Jin Yu looked at him, wanting to remind him of his situation and asking him not to do anything he hadn’t thought through. But in the end, he just sighed. “You should deal with it.”
Jinde glanced up, slightly raising his golden brows. He hadn’t imagined that this would be Leng Jin Yu’s reaction. In fact, he had thought that he might make a fuss about it. After all, this was pretty serious.
Leng Jin Yu smiled. “Even though I would love to tell you that you shouldn’t, I know that you want to do it. Qiu Ling doesn’t ask for something very often. Getting a chance to help … You probably want to take it. Anyway, if there’s one person who is able to lead somebody back from the verge of death, then I’m sure that person will be you. Just make sure you wear a hat. And don’t take it off like the last time.”