Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses
Chapter 1055 - 313: Is This a Dream? Just Needless Worry!
"Give up, she’s doomed." Sun Miaoxing suddenly said.
"..." Yuchi, "Damn it!"
Yuchi was about to make a move, and Yin Shuang was already ready to strangle the old man, but upon seeing Sun Miaoxing’s smile, Yuchi calmed down a little: "Old man, what do you mean? Can you just speak directly, I’m like your grandpa."
I’m your grandpa, Sun Miaoxing finally said:
"It’s not that complicated, just stand firmly behind her and let her Divine Soul see hope, that’s enough."
"Although I don’t know how you’ve managed to gradually improve your sect’s weather, nor how you’ve ensured her Divine Soul never leaves her body, but your method works, and you’ve probably given her strong confidence."
"Perhaps her Divine Soul is not really despising this body and has a willingness to stay within the shell."
"Otherwise, if your disciple’s condition was worsening, could you help others so leisurely? You would’ve scolded me long ago, but the fact is you’ve accidentally found the solution, truly, a blessing in disguise."
Yuchi: "..."
Oh, did I really? Did I? How come I didn’t know?
Thinking further, it seems I really achieved it unconsciously... Previously I thought this shadow had its own consciousness as another entity, so I threatened the shadow with a feather; in reality, the shadow was Xuexiang herself. Although she didn’t know the use of the feather at the time, hearing the answer from Yuchi told her to strengthen her will, and relatively, her physique became stronger.
As a result, the weather returned to normal, and the shadow stopped appearing.
Wow!
Was this a coincidence?
Xuexiang now has two different personalities, both based on the same memories. The good personality doesn’t require much from the memories, while the melancholic personality demands more. So could it be that after seeing the memories gradually fill, this melancholic personality no longer wanted to leave the physique?
Is that possible?
Sun Miaoxing then warmly said:
"So is Divine Soul complex? It’s not."
"In a loving environment, Divine Souls generally have no issues, and since you’ve managed to bring Qin Lanyu and Qin Miaoyu to your sect, you must be a gentle person."
"Take it slow."
"You must have a way to make her more certain that her existence is meaningful; this means more to her than all our healing."
"Otherwise, did you think Medicine Master Valley casually replaces Divine Souls? We are not unscrupulous physicians after gold and silver."
"We are Medicine Master Valley, and we represent ourselves."
Sun Miaoxing spoke with pride.
That’s actually the case, Medicine Master Valley wouldn’t casually manipulate Divine Souls; it’s an option when there’s no other way, the last resort to save someone.
It’s like the lover of the strange man, the woman from before. Although Medicine Master Valley seemed to agree easily, in fact, Grandma Sun did a serious evaluation before reaching a conclusion.
Although Divine Souls can sometimes have issues, they can often heal gradually on their own, unless the environment is pulling the patient into an abyss, leading them into increasingly painful situations until they end up in a point of no return.
Environment is crucial; a child living in a good environment and one growing up in a hostile one—is that even the same child?
No.
Without the right time, place, and people, how could a Divine Soul be stable, in the end, no one can understand it, except before dying, one might cry out "Life is harsh."
Alas.
I’ve seen too many.
Yuchi believed.
He now looked at Sun Miaoxing with the eyes of a master, realizing the old man had seen his disciple wasn’t really in trouble from the start; otherwise, he couldn’t have helped others so easily, and this old guy had merely been teasing him to get revenge.
Damn.
This old man is up to no good in his twilight years.
Smiling wryly, Yuchi suddenly came to Sun Miaoxing’s side, then knelt with both knees and sincerely bowed his head when Sun Miaoxing’s expression suddenly grew flustered. He seriously said: "Old Sun, honestly, you’re a reliable person."
"Your Medicine Master Valley is also a formidable presence."
"I concede."
Sun Miaoxing’s face reddened, his cane dropped aside, and he hurriedly helped Yuchi up: "Alright, alright, I was just teasing you. If you do this, I won’t dare joke around with you next time. I thought we could be friends regardless of age."
"Why bother with such things when we’re all friends?"
"Get up."
Yuchi was deeply moved, standing up with Sun Miaoxing’s assistance. Looking at Sun Miaoxing’s face full of generous and kind smiles, he curiously asked: "What do you think about Grandma Sun? Should I help you two connect?"
Sun Miaoxing: "..."
Damn.
Thank you!
...
Qin Xiu was brought into a large prison, a prison the size of a whole town. The inmates were not ordinary people, besides ruthless criminals, there were mainly the obliterated princes and ministers; the prison had a three-layer ring structure inside and outside. The prison walls were heavily guarded, so tightly sealed that escaping was nearly impossible.
As the prison door was chained, she finally had a quiet space.
The prison bars were made of iron, each bar as thick as an arm, densely packed. To escape from such a grim place? No one would believe it could happen. The daily food provided was just some thin porridge and white wheat buns, buns hard enough to be used as weapons.
Qin Xiu needed meat to supplement her strength, fortunately there was meat in the prison, commonly rat meat. She attracted rats with food; the rats were as big as cats, scuttling around the prison. The rat meat surely wasn’t clean, but she had no choice, considering her cultivation and survival. She wasn’t someone who would shrink back.
Rat meat is rat meat; having meat is better than none. Surprisingly, it tasted like chicken. Within a few days, Qin Xiu didn’t become weaker; instead, she gradually recovered, her internal spirit began to thicken, showing the benefit of that elixir!
"I wonder how Qingyi is doing."
"She should be meeting me soon."
"She should be fine, Lu Yi promised me."
Elsewhere, in a splendid hall, Lu Yi walked to the back of the hall, making sure no one was around. She grasped the vase next to her with her delicate hand, and as it slowly rotated, a slit opened in the corner wall, revealing a staircase slanting downward.
Her elegant gown glided over the steps layer by layer, while Lu Yi maintained steady breathing, walking down calmly. Halfway down, she could hear the beasts’ low growls and smell a heavy rotting scent, following which no one knew what happened in the dark room.
Half an hour later.
Lu Yi returned with a slight unnoticeable sadness in her eyes, softly calling out.
"Mother."
Yet the sadness quickly vanished; she took a deep breath, then directly summoned her personal guards.
Led by Zhou Zhiwen, the eighteen female guards kneeled silently, listening to the Empress’s order.
"Prepare horse and carriage, I’m going to the prison!" Lu Yi unexpectedly declared.
Zhou Zhiwen was instantly puzzled; her status couldn’t compare to Lu Yi’s, but they practically grew up together, so they addressed each other as sisters in private. Why would Lu Yi want to go to the prison now? It’s filled with criminals.
Lu Yi saw through Zhou Zhiwen’s confusion, seriously stating: "Qin Xiu is imprisoned in Dahuo Prison, I have some matters to discuss with her."
Zhou Zhiwen was astonished; the Empress Lu Yi wanted to visit Qin Xiu!?
She remembered Qin Xiu very clearly; wasn’t she the one who instantly eliminated General Xu previously? Why would Lu Yi want to find Qin Xiu? Couldn’t she help her instead? Resentment surged within her, she wished she could directly kill Qin Xiu right now.
But desires are just desires.
Zhou Zhiwen could only prepare the carriage, feeling extremely aggrieved.