The new mission of the CEO of the Miraculous Doctor after traveling through time

Meizi and Ye Chen returned to the quiet cave with hope, holding the magic grass. The magic grass was placed in a jade box, flickering with a faint light, and the medicinal power was like a lively spirit, eager to exert its miraculous effect. Meizi spread her black robe on the ground, and various ancient medical books were scattered around. She turned the yellowed pages with her slender hands, looking focused, preparing the method of soul repair according to the ancient prescription.

The spirit bird in front of him had a severely damaged soul, its feathers were dull, its head was drooping, and its black bean-like eyes were full of pain and dejection. Meizi took a deep breath, slowly raised her hands, aimed her palms at the spirit bird, and her spirit power, along with the power of the fairy herbs, gently penetrated into the bird's body. At first, everything went smoothly, and the glimmer of light merged into the body of the spirit bird, but in a moment, something unexpected happened!

The spirit bird's body suddenly tensed up, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and it trembled violently, with its feathers standing up. The originally soft light flickered wildly at this moment, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. Meiko's eyes widened, her heart suddenly tightened, cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and she hurriedly increased her immortal power output to try to stabilize the situation. However, the spirit bird seemed to be overwhelmed, and its eyes closed, and its vitality quickly disappeared, and its little claws drooped softly.

Meizi, dressed in black, sat cross-legged in a quiet stone room. The soul-damaged bird in front of her was dying, with its head lowered and its feathers disheveled and dull. She closed her eyes and concentrated, slowly raised her hands, and her ten fingers nimbly formed complex seals. In a moment, a faint blue light appeared in her palms, and strands of immortal power, wrapped in the fragrant medicinal power of the immortal grass, gently reached out to the soul bird.

At first, everything seemed to be progressing steadily according to the ancient book. A layer of hazy light enveloped the spirit bird, and its dull feathers seemed to regain some luster. Miko had just breathed a sigh of relief when something unexpected happened, like a sudden storm. The spirit bird's body suddenly trembled violently, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. Its small body spasmed uncontrollably, and the originally soft light suddenly flashed violently, dazzling the eyes.

Meizi was horrified, staring at the bird with wide eyes, her forehead covered with cold sweat, she was extremely anxious but dared not panic and stop, she could only suppress her panic and increase her immortal power output, trying to suppress this violent force. But the bird's condition became more and more critical, its eyes rolled back, its beak opened wide, it was breathing hard, its weak body was almost deformed by the strange force, and it could die at any time.

Sweat slid down Meiko's cheeks and dripped onto the pages of the ancient book, leaving a few ink flowers. She was breathing rapidly, her hands were shaking slightly from the excessive force, and she almost couldn't maintain the seal. "I can't die, I must not!" Meiko bit her lower lip until it broke and bled, the salty taste spread on the tip of her tongue, and her eyes turned slightly red.

Ye Chen frowned and whispered, "Will there be any mistakes in the steps of the ancient book?" Meizi seemed to have heard nothing. Her mind and eyes were filled with the dying bird. At this moment, her immortal power seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. She kept injecting it, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no effect. The life force of the bird disappeared rapidly, its claws drooped weakly, its body tilted, and it was completely motionless. Only a weak residual soul was left, and it seemed to dissipate in the next second.

Miko was stunned on the spot, her hands frozen in mid-air, her eyes empty and desperate, her full of expectations instantly turned into heart-wrenching grief, she murmured: "How could this be..." The room was dead silent, with only the faint light of the dying soul left, struggling and flickering, as if it was also making a last unwilling struggle.

"No!" Meizi exclaimed, anxious and frowning. Ye Chen also looked solemn and stepped forward: "Don't panic, the ancient books may not be perfect." These words were like a ray of light, instantly waking Meizi up. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and calmed down, her mind quickly recalled the medical theory and immortal skills she had studied in the past, and in a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were sharp.

Meizi abandoned the original rigid steps in the ancient book and redirected the immortal power according to her own unique understanding of the soul and the power of medicine. Her slender fingers changed the seals flexibly, slowly but steadily and powerfully, and each seal was accurately infused with a unique rhythm. The immortal power no longer poured in violently, but like a gurgling stream, gently and firmly nourishing the remaining soul of the spirit bird.

Meiko is sitting alone in a quiet stone room, with a light-emitting spirit bead suspended in front of her. Inside is a fragment of a damaged soul, a sample she collected with great effort from the secret battlefield, just to explore the hidden cause of the lost soul.

She tapped the spirit bead with her bare hands, injecting a trace of spiritual power. In the darkness, the scene of the residual soul slowly emerged. Meizi looked carefully and found that the edges of the residual soul were jagged, as if cut by a sharp blade. Wisps of black mist lingered, corroding the already fragile soul body. "It's the power of the curse." Meizi frowned and thought to herself. These curses are hidden and tricky. They may come from the remains of the vicious magic array of ancient evil cultivators. Once you step into their range, your soul will be eaten away silently, and the body will be peeled off; or it may be the resentful curse of the loser in the fight. Before death, the resentment will not dissipate, turning into a curse attached to the soul of the winner, waiting for an opportunity to devour it.

Looking further, Meizi noticed that the spiritual power inside the residual soul was running in disorder, and the light at the nodes was dim and almost extinguished. "The backlash of the technique has reached this point." When a practitioner is eager to achieve success and force a breakthrough, the soul, as the foundation of spiritual power, cannot withstand the impact, and the spiritual power flows back, bursting the spiritual power veins, and the soul fragments are scattered.

After finding the cause, Meiko began to formulate the steps for repair. First, she offered an ancient bronze tripod with runes flashing on its body, and poured spiritual spring water into it as a base. This spring water was collected from the ten thousand year old spiritual veins underground. The spiritual power was pure and gentle, which could initially warm the damaged soul and dispel some of the erosion of resentment and curses. Then, Meiko carefully picked out a few spiritual plants, all of which were rare immortal herbs that could repair the soul, and put them into the tripod. When the immortal herbs met water, they instantly released their rich medicinal power and turned into colorful spiritual mist to wrap the spiritual beads.

She quickly formed seals with both hands, with complex and mysterious seals, pulling the spiritual mist to slowly merge into the remnant soul. When the soul absorbed the power of the medicine and the light became stronger, Meizi cut her fingertips, forced out a drop of heart blood, and injected it into the spirit bead. The heart blood contained her life force and spiritual will, which could accurately guide the direction of repair and reshape the soul structure. During the process, the remnant soul trembled and shook, resisting this reshaping force. Meizi chanted the spell softly, soothing it with gentle power and stabilizing its fluctuations.

At the end, Meiko offered the soul jade and placed it on top of the spirit bead. The soul jade is warm and transparent, and is an excellent spiritual object for nourishing the soul. It absorbs the free spiritual power and slowly pours it into the residual soul to fill the gaps. Meiko kept her eyes fixed throughout the whole process, concentrating on controlling and allocating her spiritual power, medicine power, and willpower until the residual soul in the spirit bead stopped trembling and the light was even and soft. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and slump to the ground. Although it took a lot of effort, the soul repair was initially effective, which saved precious experience for subsequent rescues and also made her feel a little relieved.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone stared at the spirit bird. Suddenly, a faint "chirp" broke the silence, and the light on the spirit bird turned from weak to strong, and its originally dull feathers regained their brilliance. Its black eyes opened, full of agility, and it flapped its wings and circled a few times in the low sky, as if getting familiar with the new power, and then flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, with a loud cry, as if playing a triumphal movement.

Meizi slowly stood up, brushed off the dust on her black robe, and clenched her fists: "Now that you have seen through the trick, you must not be bound by ancient books in the future. This success is just the beginning. In the future, I will perfect this technique so that all the damaged souls in the world can be repaired!" Ye Chen nodded and looked at the spirit bird in the sky, his eyes full of expectations. The two knew that the road ahead was full of thorns, but at this moment, the spirit bird was flying high, just like the fire of hope had been ignited, and no matter how difficult it was, it could not stop them from exploring soul repair.