Recuperation

The thunderous order filled with fury was being directed to Bai Qing. He had scrammed without complaint and headed out to search the town for traces of Xiao Ming. Bai Yunxiao scoffed coldly as he was raged on this matter involving Xiao Ming, this could turn the clan's blessing into a disaster. Shen Fantian had a sober expression as his mood had been affected severely. With a flick of their robes, they headed towards another direction for their own search.

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Below Yuanyun Earth Mountain...

Ignoring the current pandemonium above, a sword streak passed hurriedly. With a rustle, it penetrated through a cave and crashed onto the ground. The sword streak transformed into a young teenager clothed in black. He had a bewitching smile as he muttered under his breath in a coquettish manner.

The age aura of this youth depicted seventeen years, which meant he was a year older than Xiao Ming. He had falling golden hair with a striking resemblance of an immortal. He was holding the faint-breathing Xiao Ming with slight pity on his eyes.

THUMP!!!

Loud heartbeats sounded in rhythmic sessions as Xiao Ming struggled with his breath.

"Mingming, let's see what my super ability can do now. You're too weak, you can't even recognize Master Hua. Those little 'snakes' dared to cause this to you. But my divine healing technique will solve this trick he-he! " Master Huan spoke in a sonorous tone, it had a trace of femininity in it.

SWOOSH!

After sending a wisp of draconic qi through Xiao Ming's body, he retreated in shock. What he saw was way too stunning, it shouldn't possibly exist and this proved how extra-ordinary he was. Initially, when Master Huan discovered scenes from Xiao Ming's Divine Retribution, he believed he was a cultivator. But just now, he could clearly decipher that there was no single trace of spiritual or immortal qi in Xiao Ming's body.

"Why would those little 'snakes' strike down a weak mortal? Hmph, they are just a couple of damned bullies" Master Huan cursed in a cold tone. He had dared to call the tribulation spirits, little snakes, he clearly wasn't afraid of them. The next few minutes brought about a solemn atmosphere as he adjusted himself and Xiao Ming into a lotus position hurriedly.

HU!

With sharp inhales and exhales, Master Huan released strands of sword and dragon qi from his body. As the dense sword and dragon qi wrapped around Xiao Ming, he levitated slowly. Master Huan began chanting hurriedly as he created seals and runes with draconic qi from his fingers. A while later beads of sweat formed around his brows as he struggled with the seals.

ZZZ!

After a jolt, the entire surroundings were nourished with a powerful flow of spiritual qi. He had created an Energy Trapping Formation, a simple basic formation known to cultivators of any realm. This formation helped in trapping Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi for a period of time to provide enough spiritual qi for any intense process such as arrays or puppets. The process was extremely burdensome, but he had managed to create the formation successfully.

After the formation had been created, he could then go on with the healing process carefully. He was panting slightly now as evidently, a greater amount of his energy had been expended in the formation. He was a sword spirit after all and not a human with unlimited energy and before long his age aura fell drastically.

He lost seven years of age in a short time, his appearance turned younger and he looked very pale. His strong immortal aura was turning more faint by each second as he turned more paler. If things went on in this manner, it would be difficult for Xiao Ming to make it out of his pathetic state.

If it were any other mortal, the huge amount of energy here would be enough to wake them up and even grant them spiritual enlightenment to become a cultivator. but Xiao Ming was an abnormal being, this huge amount of energy only efficiently dealt with his superficial external injuries. His internal injuries were yet untouched. This shocked Master Huan even more.

"What sort of physique does this brat possibly have?" Master Huan sounded helpless as he asked. he wasn't willing to believe a mortal like this youth was going to drain up his immortal reserves for only his superficial physical wounds to heal.

Although Xiao Ming was not yet a cultivator and was still a mortal. The fact that he was the possessor of the ancient dao body could not be looked over. His body was like an active devouring machine. He could be compared to a dark vortex that consumed massive amounts of energy to obtain perfection. Of course, this went without a doubt that Xiao Ming's martial foundation was rigid.

"Seems like only the Dao Lotus Purification can help this time.... my energy is barely sufficient for this" Master Huan furrowed his brows and spoke bitterly afterwards.