Chapter 119: Revisiting the Tianshi Hall
The morning after Yun Qiao woke, she received a transmission from Hall Master Xu. The comatose patients had already been transferred to the Tianshi Hall. She wasted no time — after giving the old man a few brief instructions, she set out immediately.
“Daoist Yun!” Xu Qingfeng and several elders were already waiting by the teleportation array. When Yun Qiao stepped out, Xu’s eyes brightened, and he hurried over. “We heard from Daoist Bai that you were unwell and in seclusion yesterday. Are you feeling better?”
“Resting?” Yun Qiao’s expression twitched slightly. Yesterday she’d spent the whole afternoon cooking after merging a Xuan Vein. That’s your idea of rest? But she didn’t bother to correct him. “I’m fine now. Where are the patients?”
“They’re in the side hall,” Xu replied quickly, motioning for her to follow.
They walked down the corridor and soon entered a spacious hall. Inside were four or five rows of makeshift beds, each one occupied by someone lying motionless. At first glance, the patients looked merely asleep — peaceful, even — but when Yun Qiao listened closely, she could hear their shallow, fragile breathing, faint as spider silk. There were more than thirty of them in total.
So many?
She stepped forward and instinctively took the pulse of the nearest person, then checked his body carefully. Xu had been right — this man’s vital essence was nearly depleted, and there was no sign of recovery. Oddly, his physical body was perfectly healthy; it was as though he were simply napping. No lingering traces of the Shaohua Curse remained.
“According to the Yu family,” Xu explained, “they tried using the Springwood Formation and Gui Xi incense to restore their master’s vitality — both failed.”
Yun Qiao’s brow furrowed. Those were both high-grade restorative techniques. Normally, regaining vitality should have been easy. If even those didn’t work, then something was very wrong.