TEMBMBIWB Chapter 36
by VolareThe subsequent pain was not overwhelming, but rather the kind that progressed gradually, numbing him little by little.
His innate divine power was slowly suppressed by the gradually increasing pain, returning to his dantian.
The pain on his body seemed insignificant at this moment.
The sense of loss and disorientation from losing his innate divine power made the White Deer Immortal’s heart ache.
If his previous divine power was like all the lakes in the three realms, then now it was like the half-drank tea in front of him.
The White Deer Immortal was born as the number one divine general in the three realms, his birth already at the unattainable level of a High God.
One second, there was no one in the Nine Heavens who could match him, and the next, he had become a mortal.
He had never felt this way before.
He subconsciously raised his hand, only to discover that his fingertips no longer held any flowing divine power, and his dantian was a chaotic mess.
Even the divine weapon at his waist seemed to sense the dissipation of his divine power, becoming dim and dull.
The White Deer Immortal’s expression remained unchanged, and after a moment of daze, he opened his eyes.
Elder Zhou You hurriedly stepped forward to check his condition. After examining him for a moment, his face lit up with joy, “Divine Lord, that essence is completely gone, and it will no longer affect Little Immortal any more.”
Tan Zhui sighed in relief and simply said, “In that case, I’ll have to trouble Elder Zhou You to take good care of Hibiscus.”
Zhou You replied, “Divine Lord, please rest assured, Little Immortal will wake up today now.”
Zhang Yu tentatively asked, “Divine Lord, would you like to return with us today? Little Immortal will likely be looking for you when he wakes up. Seeing you would put him at ease.”
Tan Zhui knew that his beloved disciple had just suffered, and he couldn’t bear it.
“Very well, I will go with you.”
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Heavenly Medicine Sect, in the Medicine Furnace area.
The room was not large, surrounded by incense, and there was an inconspicuous barrier around the bed, isolating it from the outside world.
No more black energy was emerging from the young man’s body, and his brows had relaxed. From the outside, he looked more like he was sound asleep.
However, the Little Hibiscus Immortal’s complexion was still not good, his lips were pale, and there were many teeth marks on them. He must have bitten them when he was enduring the pain. His thin lips were covered in scabs, and there were many bruises and scratches on his body, all from struggling.
The White Deer Immortal’s face darkened, his clear blue eyes paused. He noticed a long, deep cut on the young man’s left arm, wrapped in thick white cloth.
There was a layer of snowy frost on the wound, indicating that it came from the Tansue Sword.
Zhang Yu said sideways, “When he was having an episode, one of the disciples was giving him medicine. He lost control and would rather break his own arm. Fortunately, the elders discovered it in time, otherwise, he might have really cut off his arm.”
“Master was terrified at the time.”
Elder Zhou You seemed to recall the scene at the time, his face showing shock and fear.
“Little Immortal is a ruthless person, but he is also a kind person.”
Tan Zhui felt a pang in his heart. He reached out and stroked the young man’s cheek through the barrier, his movements gentle, tucking the loose strands of hair behind his ear.
Sui Chunsheng’s brows suddenly furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was about to fall into a nightmare again.
Tan Zhui’s expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, afraid that it was because of him again.
In his sleep, the young man murmured, “Master…”
Tan Zhui’s heart tightened.
Elder Zhou You said, “Divine Lord, don’t worry, it’s just a normal nightmare.”
The White Deer Immortal sighed softly, his palm slowly moving down to rest on the young man’s shoulder, gently patting him as if he was coaxing him to sleep.
Tan Zhui gently patted him while humming a tune.
It was a tune he used to sing to Sui Chunsheng when he was a little child, a tune he used to lull him to sleep.
The surrounding elders and disciples were a little surprised, not expecting the White Deer Immortal to sing such a plain, comforting, and insignificant tune.
The young man seemed to hear it, his brows slowly relaxed, and his expression softened, clearly relieved.
Tan Zhui saw that he had fallen back into a peaceful sleep, and he subconsciously wanted to get up.
But the young man grabbed his hand, the young man’s strength was always very strong.
The White Deer Immortal was stunned for a moment. Before he could struggle, he heard the young man’s panicked whisper, “Master…”
Tan Zhui was afraid that he would fall into a nightmare again, so he stopped and continued to comfort him.
Until the young man was completely asleep, unaware of his departure.
When Tan Zhui left, he didn’t forget to say to Zhou You, “Elder, if Hibiscus wakes up, please let me know.”
“The phoenix feather, will be sent another day.”
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His body was already a bit weak, but in reality, it was nothing serious. He was just not used to the feeling of being a mortal.
He couldn’t help but smile bitterly, he still had 10% of his cultivation.
Just sitting on the Fei Luan back, he felt exhausted.
Back at Fangcun Mountain, he didn’t succumb to his body’s exhaustion and went straight to the library to look for ways to suppress the inner demon.
Although he had taken the Hundred Turns Thousand Return Pill and temporarily cut off the nourishment of the Xiu Luo Demon Soul, he still had to find a way to completely eradicate it.
He rubbed his head but found nothing.
Wugen noticed his return and came over to hand him a letter.
Tan Zhui recognized the handwriting, it was a letter from Hua Zhi.
The letter stated that his mother’s health had improved greatly after receiving the medicinal primer, and she was no longer in danger of losing her life. However, he still had to stay in the South Sea to take care of his mother and could not leave for the time being.
Tan Zhui casually picked up a brush and wrote back, telling him to take care of his mother and that when she recovered, he would host a celebration and go there himself.
Tan Zhui had Wugen send the letter out and turned his attention back to the books.
Although he couldn’t find anything about the Xiu Luo Demon Soul, there were a lot of methods to suppress sudden inner demons during cultivation, as well as some pills and cultivation methods.
He organized them and prepared to send them to the Heavenly Medicine Sect.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he no longer had the ability to use his current natal divine weapon.
The current White Deer Immortal only had 10% of his previous divine power.
Before the Xiu Luo Demon Soul was eradicated, he had to use this weak body, and his current immortal marrow was also sealed.
He was not one to wait and die, he definitely had to find another way out.
If he stayed in place, he would only drag others down, and he never liked that.
After pondering for a moment, the White Deer Immortal opened a scroll about cultivating immortal marrow.
Cultivating immortal marrow was a step that all cultivators would experience, but he was different, he was born with it, so he had never gone through this step.
But it didn’t matter, as long as there was a path to take.
Since that was the case, he would cultivate an immortal marrow that was completely opposite to his current one.
So that it could be suppressed.
Suppressing this immortal marrow was equivalent to suppressing the Xiu Luo Essence in his body.
But at the same time, it was equivalent to suppressing his path of cultivation, his future path would be more difficult.
The White Deer Immortal did not care because he never doubted his ability to do it.
Thinking of this, he felt a bit more energetic.
Tan Zhui walked out of the library with the scroll. The most important thing right now was to find a natal divine weapon that could replace the Long Hate Whip.
The golden tassel hanging on his waist was completely depleted.
He needed to find a gentle and un-choosy divine weapon.
Thinking this way, he walked into a place he hadn’t been to in nearly ten thousand years – the Divine Weapon Hall.
This place had existed in Fangcun Mountain since ancient times, a place where divine weapons from the three realms were stored. Many were collected from various places, some were offered to him by other immortals, some were given to him by the old Heavenly Lord, and some were forged by him when he was younger.
But ever since he obtained his natal divine weapon, the Long Hate Whip, he never liked any other, and he had never entered the Divine Weapon Hall again.
If Wugen hadn’t been cleaning every corner of Fangcun Mountain, this place would probably be covered in dust.
Tan Zhui walked slowly around the huge Divine Weapon Hall, his footsteps pausing in front of a sword.
It was a water-attributed divine weapon with a soft and gentle appearance.
He couldn’t remember when he had obtained it, the time was too long ago.
When he first started cultivating, he also used a sword.
It was indeed easier to use than other weapons.
The White Deer Immortal slowly reached out, and the sword body shook, responding to his call.
He immediately tried it out and performed a very basic set of swordsmanship on the spot.
He had already become a bit rusty with swordsmanship, after all, he hadn’t practiced it for ten thousand years.
But with a little review, he could use it with ease.
This sword was called Fu Shou Sword, and it was very gentle in nature, a divine weapon that did not choose its master.
It was also the best choice at the moment.
Tan Zhui touched the sword body and took it out of the Divine Weapon Hall.
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Heavenly Medicine Sect.
Elder Zhou You was right, the Little Hibiscus Immortal woke up that very night.
When Sui Chunsheng opened his eyes, he found something his master had left him by his bedside, a bag of sugar pills.
His heart immediately leaped with joy, his master had come!
Sui Chunsheng hurriedly got out of bed and looked for the door.
But when he walked out the door, he didn’t see his master, but instead bumped into Yue Shanglan.
Yue Shanglan’s expression was a little serious. When their eyes met, Sui Chunsheng already understood.
Sui Chunsheng subconsciously asked, “Where is my master?”
Yue Shanglan softened his expression and said, “Azhui came today, he has already gone back.”
“I need to have a good talk with you.”
Sui Chunsheng knew why he was here. After all, what he had done was a great transgression.
There always had to be someone to condemn him.
Yue Shanglan followed him back into the room and, after thinking for a moment, said, “This is not the outcome I wanted, nor is it what Azhui wanted.”
Sui Chunsheng didn’t speak, he took out a sugar pill and put it in his mouth.
Yue Shanglan tried to remain calm, “I have already warned that beast, Hua Zhi.”
“Little Chunsheng, this matter must stay buried in your stomach.”
Their eyes met, and Sui Chunsheng looked away first, his voice somewhat muffled, “I know.”
Yue Shanglan nodded, “It’s good that you know. If your master finds out, none of us will have a good end. Maybe your master will only leave you alive, but he will definitely not keep you by his side.”
Sui Chunsheng’s heart ached, his breathing became a bit short, “I know, this kind of thing can’t be exposed. Even if I don’t want to preserve my own reputation, I have to think of my master’s reputation. I can’t let master…”
Yue Shanglan reached out and patted his shoulder, “This Xuan Feng’s eyes are not good for you, I will continue to look for something more suitable for you.”
Sui Chunsheng replied quietly, “There’s no need, I’ve already gotten used to it.”
Yue Shanglan looked at the dejected young man in front of him and felt a little guilty, but he was even more afraid that the White Deer Immortal would flay and dismember him!
Sui Chunsheng watched Yue Shanglan’s retreating figure and put another sugar pill in his mouth.
But for some reason, the bitterness in his heart was not relieved in the slightest.
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