C54 (1/2)
Yan Yu cried loudly. Before she was fifteen years old, before she entered the Immemorial Time Valley, she was already a commander in the sect. It would be fine as long as she sent people to execute whatever she had thought of.
But now, in the bloody village, there was only one person left who could move. She really didn't know how to face them. There were more than 120 injured people!
Was there any use in crying? No one could help him now. She had to rely on herself.
With great effort, she calmed herself down and took out all the pellets from the Space Ring. Luckily, she was a princess who came from the Purple Qi Pavilion, and possessed a large number of pellets of all different grades.
Once again, she calmed herself down. She immediately thought that she should cure Tai Jia, Wu Ding, Shao Kang, Xiaoyi, Shang Wuyang, Shang Wuyang and the others first, they should all be fine.
The current Yan Yu did not care that much anymore, in order to let these few people wake up first, she had actually directly given each of them a third class healing Spiritual Pill.
Each and every one of the Purple Qi Pavilion healing Spiritual Pill was hard to find, let alone a third grade Spiritual Pill. Thus, after Tai Jia and the rest consumed the Spiritual Pill, they woke up one after another, and the energy in their bodies started to fluctuate non-stop.
”Did you give us the Spiritual Pill?” Tai Jia asked after he woke up.
”Yes!” It's a third stage Spiritual Pill! ” Yan Yu replied.
”It's too wasteful, I'm afraid we have to go into closed door cultivation, do not let others take it, your cultivation is too weak, give them some mortal pills, if you are too injured, just use a low levelled Qi Pill.”
Tai Jia said loudly.
”Alright!” Yan Yu immediately nodded and agreed.
”Everyone listen up, those who have consumed the Spiritual Pill will start their closed doors cultivation immediately, do not let the spirit energy dissipate!” Under Tai Jia's orders, Wu Ding, Shao Kang, Xiaoyi, Shang Wuyang and the rest of them immediately followed Tai Jia and went into closed doors cultivation on the plaza.
In the midst of the Xingu Village filled with blood, a white figure floated about. He passed medicinal pellets to each disciple of the New Valley, and even bandaged their wounds if they were too severely injured.
Very quickly, the wails of the New Valley disciples stopped, but they were replaced by despairing wails.
The majority of New Valley's disciples were disciples from various powers or aristocratic families on the continent. Although cultivating normally was difficult, they lived a life of luxury, and each and every one of them were talented people among the powers.
However, after entering the Immemorial Time Valley, they did not have to live a good day. It was said that the Immemorial Time Valley was a sacred ground for cultivation, but how was this their holy land? To them, this place was practically hell!
Accompanying the cries of the New Valley disciples, Yan Yu also silently wept. As she was busy, she would occasionally cast her gaze in the direction of the village.
At this time, she really hoped that Qin Gong would suddenly come out from the village and help her wipe the tears off her face. She would throw herself into her arms and tell her of the things that she missed him!
However, reality was cruel. Even when the sky had turned completely dark, she still hadn't finished her work, and the heavens had not given her any surprises.
It wasn't until the middle of the moon that she finished bandaging the wounds of the last wounded and gave her pills.
Loneliness, helplessness, and an indescribable feeling of grievance seized her heart. Unable to bear it any longer, she walked to a quiet corner and began to cry loudly.
In the Purple Qi Pavilion, she was like a bright pearl, always being surrounded by love, but she had never felt happy.
She felt that her Purple Qi Pavilion was too oppressive. She wanted to leave that place like crazy and experience the larger world outside.
But now, she began to deeply miss her father, her mother, and everyone within the Purple Qi Pavilion. Afterwards, a sickly, pale figure of a young boy appeared in her mind once more.