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The Third Elder of the Medicine Hall hurried over, administering needles and antidotes to Ye Xiang before finally stabilizing her condition.
Seeing the Third Elder emerge, Shu Qingyao rushed forward, her heart filled with anxiety. "Elder, how is Master?"
The Third Elder stroked his beard and sighed deeply. "The Sect Leader's condition is not optimistic; we may need to prepare for the worst."
These words struck her like a heavy blow, leaving her dizzy and her mind blank. It was only thanks to Qi Xiao standing nearby that she was able to avoid collapsing to the ground.
Shu Qingyao's face turned pale as she stared blankly at him. "What do you mean, Elder?" She stepped forward and grasped the sleeve of the Third Elder as if it were a lifeline, her voice trembling with urgency. "Elder, your medical skills are so high; you must have a way to save her, right?"
The Third Elder felt a pang of sorrow. Inside was his beloved Sect Leader, and outside was a child he had watched grow up. He wished he could offer her comforting words. But in this situation, mere words would not suffice. His expression was filled with despair as he gently called out, "Qingyao, you must accept reality."
Shu Qingyao froze for a moment before bursting into tears and shouting, "I won’t accept it! Why should I? Master should live for a long time!"
Seeing her in such anguish, the Third Elder knew that saying more would be futile; he could only instruct Qi Xiao to stay by her side.
Qi Xiao felt helpless but stayed behind. He feared that if he left her alone, Shu Qingyao might do something reckless in her emotional state.
After crying for what felt like an eternity, Shu Qingyao's eyes swelled up like walnuts. Just when she thought she could cry no more, she finally calmed down. Wiping away her tears, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "I’m sorry for making you witness this."
Unable to contain himself, Qi Xiao asked, "What exactly is wrong with Sect Leader Ye?"
Ye Xiang was not only the leader of the Miaochun Valley but also a divine-level cultivator. What kind of poison could be so potent that it could even incapacitate her?
Perhaps realizing that Ye Xiang's time was running out and there was no longer any need for concealment, Shu Qingyao decided to be honest. "The poison in Master is not from this realm; it’s from the Demon Realm!"
"The Demon Realm?" Qi Xiao echoed in disbelief.
"That's right," Shu Qingyao continued. "You are sharp-minded and one of the disciples of the Four Great Sects; you must have sensed the movements from the Demon Realm."
The traces of the Demon Realm have been concealed by the four major sects to this day, leaving ordinary disciples unaware of its existence. By all accounts, Qi Xiao should not have known either. However, he found no meaning in this concealment and simply nodded in acknowledgment.
Shu Qingyao continued, revealing that the minions of the Demon Realm had been active for quite some time. Their master had inadvertently fallen into a trap set by them! The environment and flora of the Demon Realm are vastly different from ours; the medicinal properties of plants do not compare. Attempting to use herbs from this realm to counteract the poison from the Demon Realm is nearly impossible!
An elder suggested infiltrating the Demon Realm to search for an antidote, but the realm had been forcibly sealed off by powerful cultivators a thousand years ago, leaving no trace of entrances or exits. We are helpless, forced to watch as our master suffers from the poison, growing weaker by the day.
Qi Xiao was puzzled. If the exits to the Demon Realm were sealed, how did those minions manage to come here? Could they be using some method to communicate with the human realm, or had they already infiltrated it long ago?
Shu Qingyao's expression darkened. This was precisely what the sect leaders feared: the brazen actions of the minions suggested that those from the Demon Realm might have already found a way to escape. However, this remained unconfirmed; after all, no one had truly seen a demon yet. A thousand years is a long time; perhaps someone had encountered them before but simply failed to recognize them.
Wiping away her tears, Shu Qingyao quietly urged Qi Xiao not to speak of their conversation outside. He nodded in agreement.
A disciple who had been attending closely came in with news that their master had awakened and invited them inside. Qi Xiao scratched his head, feeling somewhat awkward. After all that time, Master Ye had finally regained consciousness; surely there were many things for them to discuss, and he wouldn’t want to interrupt.
However, the disciple insisted, "Senior Brother Qi, this is Master’s instruction. You must go in."
Seeing his resolute attitude, Qi Xiao relented and followed him inside.
In the great hall, Ye Xiang lay on her bed, her complexion pale and sickly. Upon seeing this, Shu Qingyao stepped forward, her walnut-sized eyes welling up with tears again as Ye Xiang forced a smile.
"Enough now; don’t cry. I know my own body well enough—this day was bound to come eventually."
Shu Qingyao choked on her words, kneeling at Ye Xiang’s bedside with a face full of regret and remorse. "Master, it’s all my fault! Punish me as you wish!"
Ye Xiang gazed at the gauze above her head and sighed softly. "What fault do you have? You’ve grown up now; from here on out, I can no longer protect you."
Hearing this made Shu Qingyao feel even more guilty. Yet Ye Xiang comforted her again. "I was too stubborn, always thinking you were still young and wanting to pave a smoother path for you without ever asking if you were willing."
A faint smile slowly spread across her frail face. "Even fledglings must weather storms and grow independently! Qing’er, since you’ve made your choice, walk boldly down your path!"
Shu Qingyao's eyes glistened with tears of emotion.
Ye Xiang instructed her to step back and softly called for Qi Xiao to come forward. Qi Xiao took a few steps closer, but Ye Xiang felt it wasn't enough and urged him to approach the bedside.
Lowering her voice, she took a deep breath and said, "Since you enjoy making deals with others, how about we make a deal of our own? Will you accept?"
Qi Xiao also lowered his voice, replying, "Please speak, Valley Master."
"If I ever encounter any difficulties in the future, I want you to protect her."
"If you agree, after my death, I can bequeath my private treasure vault to you."
"A collection from a Valley Master—does that sound fair?"
The higher the employer's offer, the greater the expectations.
Qi Xiao stood still, hesitating to respond. Seeing Ye Xiang's intense gaze fixed on him, he sighed and said, "Valley Master, why go this far? I fear I may not have that capability."
Ye Xiang suddenly laughed softly, "Just consider it a gamble; I trust my judgment."
Meanwhile, Su Lingyue and her companions had been on a flying boat with Yu Miaoyin for quite some time. They finally arrived at Miaochun Valley just as dawn broke.
Seeing the guarding disciples ready to draw their swords, they quickly announced their names. Upon hearing that the Sect Master of the Xiaoyao Sect was present, they couldn't contain their joy.
"Great! With the Sect Master here, Senior Sister San must be saved!"
They hurried into the valley and quickly found Fan Wuyou to explain the situation and plead for his help.
Noticing they were all disciples from Qingjing Peak, Fan Wuyou didn't dare delay and immediately went to request assistance from Miaochun Valley.
Thus, Yu Miaoyin was taken away for help.
Fan Wuyou then asked, "Have you informed Master Hanying about this?"
The group exchanged glances; Ye Xiuyuan's face turned pale. After a moment of silence, Su Lingyue bit her lip and shook her head.
"We haven't told our Master yet."
Fan Wuyou grew anxious, "You foolish children! You've made it all the way to Miaochun Valley—how could you not inform your Master?"
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