Huo Huang was still fast asleep. Zhu Huai had already wiped away her tears and gone to wash up and change her clothes with a blushing face. Around this time, Gongyi Lingren also woke up.
“Where is Jing'er?”
Those were his very first words upon waking.
But when he saw Xiao Hongye and the others, his tense nerves relaxed significantly.
“Jing'er refined her essence blood to protect you all. She cannot wake up for the time being,” Su Qian said.
In the Ancient Immortal Realm, to withstand Yan Gong's indiscriminate attacks, Wenren Jing had no choice but to forcibly refine her essence blood to protect the others.
As a result, with her Unblemished Body, she would need a vast amount of time and effort to make up for this deficiency, which might even hinder her future cultivation.
The Unblemished Body, which nurtured and grew all things!
It was the purest physical form and soul in the world; calling her a child of heaven and earth would not be an exaggeration. Now that a flaw had appeared, how could she possibly be completely fine?
“I will use my essence blood to make up for it.”
Gongyi Lingren dragged his exhausted body up and prepared to refine his essence blood on the spot, but Su Qian stopped him. “Forget about your essence blood; even my essence blood might not necessarily be able to restore an Unblemished Body.”
Gongyi Lingren looked toward Xiao Hongye and the others, seeking an answer, only to find they all agreed. Everyone nodded in tacit agreement.
When heaven and earth were flawed, human power was already insufficient, let alone for an Unblemished Body that was on par with heaven and earth. How could the mere essence blood of a cultivator restore something of that caliber?
While Su Qian and the others sighed over this, Wang Xuanyi said nothing. He only silently condensed his own blood, which had been baptized by over a hundred Golden Cores.
Bang!
A powerful aura of vitality erupted. Everyone inside the barrier was instantly drawn to this aura, turning their gazes simultaneously toward Wang Xuanyi, who was standing beside Wenren Jing.
They watched as he extracted ten drops of essence blood, compressing them further with the power of his immortal eyes until they became incomparably pure, resembling the blood of an immortal.
“Little Yi-Yi, it's useless,” Su Qian said with a frown. Forcibly refining a cultivator's essence blood was not something to be emulated, let alone for a genius like Wang Xuanyi.
Doing so would bring him nothing but harm.
Wang Xuanyi remained silent. He infused that single drop of the purest blood into Wenren Jing's body. Boundless vitality instantly flooded her entire being, and her pale complexion immediately regained a healthy flush.
Upon entering Wenren Jing's body, that drop of essence blood acted like a seed, constantly spreading branches to repair her damaged meridians and restore her missing essence, energy, and spirit.
Wenren Jing's body was like a parched riverbed, greedily devouring that drop of majestic lifeblood, absorbing it completely within a few breaths.
“Cough, cough!”
Wenren Jing's brows furrowed, and with a gagging sound, she spat out a pool of black blood. The essence blood her body lacked had been fully replenished by Wang Xuanyi, and her damaged meridians were repaired.
Shen Shi and the others grew increasingly curious about Wang Xuanyi.
Just what kind of constitution could restore the missing essence blood of an Unblemished Body?
The moment Wenren Jing opened her eyes, she saw Wang Xuanyi standing before her. She asked in disbelief, “Junior Brother?”
“It's me, Senior Sister Wenren,” Wang Xuanyi replied with a smile, showing no signs of discomfort.
“Waaah!!!”
Wenren Jing froze for a moment, then threw her arms around Wang Xuanyi and burst into tears, just like Zhu Huai had.
“...”
Xiao Hongye and the others looked at each other, their faces filled with speechlessness.
Not only was this kid incredibly powerful, but he was also quite the romantic.
First Zhu Huai, and now Wenren Jing—both of them top-tier beauties.
Only Shen Shi stood there in silence, his face instantly turning dark.
“Uh, haha...” Wang Xuanyi laughed helplessly.
“Junior Brother!!!”
Wenren Jing's crying grew louder and louder, and she smeared her snot all over Wang Xuanyi. Sobbing, she said, “Junior Brother, I want to eat rice cakes, braised fish, red bean buns, sweet and sour pork, braised ribs, roasted lamb leg, braised meat... I looked for you for so long and couldn't find you, and someone even slapped me, waaah!!!”
Wang Xuanyi's face fell, practically radiating speechlessness.
He was a little confused about whether this girl had been looking for food or looking for him.
Wang Xuanyi gently patted Wenren Jing's head and said softly, “There, there, Senior Sister. We're home now. In a little while, I'll make you some delicious food, okay?”
Snort!
Wenren Jing snorted loudly to suck back her snot, looking at Wang Xuanyi with teary, aggrieved eyes as she replied, “Okay, I want to eat all of them. I don't want to leave you anymore, Junior Brother.”
Wang Xuanyi wiped away her snot and tears, then retrieved a fruit drink and some pastries from his storage ring, saying, “Senior Sister, have some snacks to tide you over first. Once we get back, I'll cook for you.”
“Okay.”
Wenren Jing took the cold drink, took a bite of the rice cake, and took a sip of the fruit drink. Only then did a happy smile appear on her face. Then, she finally noticed her master, Su Qian, and the others...
“Master!” Wenren Jing raised her hand to wave. With her tear-stained face, sniffling nose, and pitiable expression, she looked rather comical.
Su Qian responded with a smile, but in her heart, she thought, You silly girl, your soul has been snatched away so quickly. What are you going to do in the future?
Wenren Jing couldn't understand her own feelings, nor could she read her master's expression. She only knew that following her junior brother meant she would be well-fed and happy.
In the corner, Gongyi Lingren silently suffered a broken heart.
Soon, it was Wen Sining's turn.
She was also someone who had greatly surprised Wang Xuanyi.
As one of Long Zitian's harem members, she had actually helped Huo Huang and the other two. This was something Wang Xuanyi had never expected.
What should I give her?
Wang Xuanyi pondered. Huo Huang had the Phoenix Blood Pool, Zhu Huai had the Peach Blossom Immortal, and Wenren Jing had swallowed his essence blood that had been baptized by over a hundred Golden Cores. What should he give Wen Sining?
Actually, what he gave wasn't the main point. The crucial part was how to completely clear this karma.
“Forget it.”
Just as Wang Xuanyi was about to present a secret treasure, the unconscious Wen Sining woke up.
“Senior Brother Wang?” Wen Sining said in confusion. “You're still alive. I thought you had perished in the Ancient Immortal Realm.”
As she spoke, Wen Sining tried to sit up, only to find that her spiritual energy was completely depleted and her muscles were stiff, making it impossible to move her body effectively.
“Sining, your injuries have just healed. You shouldn't move too much.”
Xiao Hongye approached the bed, looking at Wen Sining with a gentle gaze.
She had witnessed everything that happened in the Ancient Immortal Realm. To cover for her two junior sisters, Wen Sining had fought against numerous geniuses, prepared to perish alongside them if necessary.
Although she ultimately failed, that courage was worthy of praise.
“Master... Sect Master! Martial Aunt Su is here too.”
Looking at the familiar faces, Wen Sining subconsciously relaxed. Ever since she had been besieged and suppressed by over a dozen people, she had lost consciousness.
The first thing she saw upon waking was Wang Xuanyi, and she had been terrified that it was just a dream.
“Good child. You truly are a worthy disciple of our Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect,” Shen Shi praised.
Compared to those exceptionally talented disciples, disciples like Wen Sining—who were gentle and caring toward their peers but unyielding to outsiders—were far more beloved.
There had been countless geniuses throughout history, but cultivators like Wen Sining were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, far scarcer than any treasure.
“Sect Master, I only did my duty as a senior sister. It's nothing worthy of honor,” Wen Sining blushed, clearly unable to handle the praise.
“Haha, you are too modest.”
Shen Shi stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his mood exceptionally bright.
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