Supreme Martial Artist

The Qingtian Sect's main halls are all concentrated on the Giant God Peak. From low to high, there are hundreds of halls and lofts, rising and falling.

To the west of Qingtian Sect is the elder’s residence.

The two came to a quiet attic and pushed the door open.

Just after entering the courtyard, Ye Xinghe saw a familiar figure, Pei Nanqing, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Pei Nanqing looked up when she saw the two people approaching.

When he saw Ye Xinghe, he was slightly surprised: "Junior Brother Ye?"

Ye Xinghe cupped his hands and saluted: "Senior Sister Pei, you are well."

Pei Nanqing wanted to chat with him for a few words, but seeing his worried expression, she immediately asked with concern: "Junior Brother Ye is here for Junior Sister Lingxi, right?"

"She is resting in the room. Go and see her."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Pei."

Ye Xinghe cupped his hands and strode to the east wing, pushing the door open and entering.

There was a refreshing fragrance in the room, and a pale-faced girl lay on the mahogany bed.

That's really Ye Lingxi.

When Ye Xinghe saw this, his heart tightened and he called out: "Lingxi!"

He strode to the bedside and looked at Ye Lingxi who was breathing weakly, feeling even more distressed.

Then, Ye Xinghe flipped his palm and took out the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill.

As soon as the elixir comes out, the fragrance of elixir overflows.

Ye Xinghe lifted Lingxi up and fed her the pill.

When the elixir enters the mouth, it turns into a hot air that travels along the meridians.

The aura on Ye Lingxi's body gradually increased, and her face became a little rosy.

Then, a dazzling golden light rose on Ye Lingxi's forehead.

The golden light gradually condensed and turned into a golden shadow, sinking into Ye Lingxi's body.

Ye Xinghe held Ye Lingxi's hand tightly and said happily: "This is the return of the soul, the elixir is working!"

After a while, Ye Lingxi gave a soft shout and slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother, is that you?"

When she saw Ye Xinghe, she was slightly startled, a little unbelievable.

Then, she hugged Ye Xinghe and sobbed: "Brother, I thought I would never see you again."

Ye Xinghe held his hand, nodded and said, "Lingxi, it's okay."

"I fed you the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill, and there is no longer any fear for your life."

Ye Lingxi was very weak and unable to answer. She just nodded lightly and snuggled into Ye Xinghe's arms.

"Lingxi is awake?"

At this time, Li Lingzhi walked over quickly with a happy face.

"Let me see how Lingxi is recovering."

Then, she grabbed Ye Lingxi's palm and looked at it carefully.

I saw the joy on Li Lingzhi's face fading, turning his head and frowning, shaking his head and sighing: "Xinghe, the situation is still a bit bad."

"Although the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill can save Lingxi's life, it cannot completely cure her frailty."

"Lingxi's body is no longer what it used to be. If he is left alone, his life may be in danger!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe's expression suddenly changed, he frowned and asked, "Senior, do you have a solution?"

"No matter what, I will cure Lingxi!"

Li Lingzhi comforted him: "Don't worry, I have already found some clues."

"Since you are here, you will take care of Lingxi."

"I need to go out and continue to look for a cure."

Ye Xinghe helped Ye Lingxi lie on the bed, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, senior!"

"This kindness will never be forgotten!"

Li Lingzhi looked at Ye Lingxi kindly and said quietly: "Lingxi is my disciple. I treat him as my own son, so there is no need to say thank you."

"It's just that I don't know how long it will take to leave. Lingxi's body may not be able to survive for a few days."

"In this case, take this jade tablet and go to Qingtian Sect Lingdan Pavilion to get the eighth-grade herbal medicine, Yurun Tongxincao."

"The elixir made from this herbal medicine can stabilize Lingxi's injury, and I will be back as soon as possible."

With that said, she handed the sapphire token hanging around her waist to Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe took the token and said, "Thank you, senior."

Li Lingzhi nodded and called out: "Nan Qing!"

Soon, Pei Nanqing came upon hearing the sound and raised her hands in salute: "Master, what are your orders?"

Li Lingzhi looked at Ye Xinghe and said, "Xinghe first came to Qingtian Sect and doesn't know much about it."

"Take him to Lingdan Pavilion to get the herbs."

Pei Nanqing cupped her hands and said, "Yes, Master."

Li Lingzhi nodded lightly, turned around and walked out of the wing.

Pei Nanqing waved to Ye Xinghe and said softly: "Junior brother Ye, come with me."

Ye Xinghe nodded in agreement, and then the two of them left the attic and followed the mountain road to Lingdan Pavilion.

While walking on the road, Pei Nanqing asked, "How is sister Lingxi's injury?"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "Thank you, Senior Sister Pei, for your concern. Lingxi is no longer seriously injured."

"It just needs some methods to fully recover."

Hearing this, Pei Nanqing nodded slightly: "That's good."

"Sister Lingxi is a saint of the Qingtian Sect. If she continues like this, she may not be able to keep her position as a saint."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and asked, "Senior Sister Pei, what do you mean by this?"

Pei Nanqing explained: "Sister Lingxi has been in a coma for many days, and her life and death are unpredictable."

"There have been rumors in the Qingtian Sect that Lingxi doesn't have much time left and is not worthy of the position of a saint."

"Not only that, many disciples have recommended a saint candidate to replace sister Lingxi's position."

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "Other than Ling Xi, who else can be worthy of this position of saint?"

"Now that I'm here, no one else can take away the position that should belong to my sister!"

While talking, the two of them had arrived in front of Lingdan Pavilion.

Lingdan Pavilion is a three-story attic, unique and quiet.

Pei Nanqing smiled and said: "This is the Lingdan Pavilion."

After saying that, she took Ye Xinghe into the pavilion.

The Dan boy behind the counter had his eyes slightly narrowed and he was drowsy.

Pei Nanqing came to the counter and said, "Senior Brother Zhu Yun, I'm here to get the spiritual grass."

The young man named Zhu Yun was awakened by her words and said with an unhappy expression: "What kind of spiritual grass are you taking?"

Ye Xinghe said lightly: "Eighth grade spiritual grass, Yurun Tongxincao."

Zhu Yun was stunned for a moment, looked Ye Xinghe up and down, and said with disdain: "It's just the fifth floor of the Spirit Lake Realm, and you have such a big tone?"

"Who do you think you are? If you ask for eighth-grade spiritual grass, what kind of place is the Spiritual Pill Pavilion?"

Pei Nanqing frowned and said displeasedly: "He is Ye Xinghe, the first place winner in the Six Sect Competition."

Zhu Yun sneered: "First place in the six-sect competition?

So what? "

"A mere fifth-level building in the Spirit Lake Realm is not a piece of trash!"

"Get out of here, don't disturb my rest!"

After that, he leaned on the counter and closed his eyes to rest.

Ye Xinghe's eyes grew colder, but he suppressed the anger in his heart.

This is the Qingtian Sect, not the Tianyan Palace, so it is not appropriate to make things a big deal.

Thinking of this, he turned his palm, took out the sapphire token, and placed it on the table.

"Do you recognize this thing?"

"you are annoying?"

Zhu Yun yawned and glanced at the sapphire token with squinted eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "This is Elder Li's personal token!"

"Where did you get it?"