Chapter 394: Why Would You Save My Daughter?

A trickle of blood, as crimson as a butterfly, seeped from the corner of Wang Xing’s eye.

Still trapped in a coma, Wang Xing coughed violently.

Her breathing was rapid, and her chest heaved intensely.

Must Not Die grasped Sikong Wangxing’s other wrist to take her pulse.

Must Not Die’s brow furrowed.

How strange.

The medicinal effects had clearly begun to take hold.

Her spiritual energy had returned to normal, and her Bloodline had recovered exceptionally well.

But why?

Where exactly did this abnormal phenomenon come from?

“Could it be!”

Suddenly, Must Not Die’s pupils constricted as he realized something.

“Senior, Wang Xing is…”

Seeing Must Not Die’s unusually grim expression.

Sikong Jing held his wife tightly in his arms, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart.

Must Not Die gave a heavy sigh and shook his head.

“It’s this old man’s fault, it’s all my fault! I was mistaken.”

“Originally, I thought the Star Eyes’ Life Tribulation lay within the body and only afflicted the body.”

“I thought that as long as I used Medicinal Pills to forcibly maintain a balance in the body,”

“Then she would be able to survive the Life Tribulation.”

“A few years ago, when Wang Xing first encountered her Life Tribulation, that was how it was.”

“But I never expected that this second Life Tribulation would already involve the level of the Divine Soul!”

“This time, even if we use Medicinal Pills to calm the abnormalities in Wang Xing’s body,”

“Wang Xing’s Divine Soul is still suffering through torment at this moment.”

“Does Senior have a solution?”

Sikong Jing clenched his fists, cold sweat already seeping from his palms.

Must Not Die shook his head: “At the level of the Divine Soul, one can indeed use Medicinal Pills to influence it, reinforce Wang Xing’s consciousness, and lessen the pain.”

“But now, it’s already too late.”

“From analyzing the pharmacology to producing the Medicinal Pill, it would take at least three days.”

“And for Wang Xing, tonight is the most critical moment.”

Madam Sikong’s eyes wavered, her voice trembling. “What do you mean, Senior?”

“Tonight.”

Must Not Die’s aged face was full of guilt.

“Tonight is the most critical period for Wang Xing, and she can only rely on herself. If she can pull through, then she will survive this Life Tribulation.”

“If Wang Xing cannot pull through… then…”

Must Not Die did not continue.

However, everyone already understood the meaning of this Medical Saint.

Madam Sikong could no longer restrain herself, throwing herself into her husband’s arms and sobbing.

Sikong Jing fought back his tears, his eyes already wet.

Zhu Ling even pulled on Lin Xun’s sleeve, her head lowered as she wept silently.

Since the young girl began her medical cultivation, this was the first time she felt so powerless.

Seeing his granddaughter holding tightly onto Lin Xun, Must Not Die’s heart, already filled with guilt, became even more conflicted.

Lin Xun stood at the head of Wang Xing’s bed, looking at the Pale sleeping face of the girl on the couch.

As expected, the thing he was most worried about had happened.

He hadn’t expected She Qiqi to actually be right.

Relying on Medicinal Pills alone was not enough.

Although Wang Xing had a certain chance of relying on her own consciousness to survive this tribulation,

No one could be certain just how high that chance was.

At this moment, Lin Xun was already thinking about using the Spell She Qiqi had given him called the “Concentric Knot.”

Even though Lin Xun had performed deductions on the Spell and found no major issues,

He still didn’t dare to attempt it lightly.

Regarding She Qiqi, Lin Xun felt an instinctive suspicion the moment he heard her name.

If possible, Lin Xun didn’t want to have anything to do with She Qiqi.

Let alone a Spell related to the Divine Soul sent by She Qiqi.

He really wasn’t sure if She Qiqi would tamper with the technique to harm Wang Xing.

“Everyone is tired, please go and rest for a bit.”

Even at a time like this, Sikong Jing still maintained his hospitality.

The most critical moment would be at night.

Now, everything could perhaps only be left to fate.

Lin Xun did not refuse.

Must Not Die also needed to replenish his strength and take a good rest; perhaps he could think of some other method by tonight.

The courtyard where Wang Xing lived appeared somewhat dilapidated after the devastation of the Pill Tribulation.

But none of them left Wang Xing’s courtyard.

Finding a relatively intact spot, they set up a table, and Sikong Jing ordered the manor’s maids to begin preparing and serving food.

At the table were only the grandfather and granddaughter from Medicine King Valley, the Sikong couple, and the very out-of-place Lin Xun.

As for the other Elders of Medicine King Valley, they had already been taken to the guest rooms to rest.

Dish after dish of precious food, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, was brought out, but not a single person moved their chopsticks.

The Sikong couple remained utterly silent.

Zhu Ling continued to clutch Lin Xun’s sleeve, tears constantly swirling in her eyes, as if they would fall the moment she moved even slightly.

This subconscious action of his granddaughter was naturally seen by Must Not Die.

However, Must Not Die couldn’t worry about that for the time being.

Must Not Die was still deducing whether there were any Divine Soul Medicinal Pills that could be made in a short time using the existing Materials.

In the end, it was Lin Xun who loosened his mask by a third, revealing only his mouth, then picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily.

No matter what, everything would be decided tonight.

Whether or not to use the “Concentric Knot” Spell was also a matter for tonight.

He needed to replenish enough spiritual Qi.

Otherwise, even if the time came to use the “Concentric Knot,” he feared he would lack the strength.

Seeing Lin Xun eating the food in large mouthfuls.

Zhu Ling blinked her eyes, slightly released Lin Xun’s sleeve, and began to eat as well.

Following that, the Sikong couple and Must Not Die all began to eat one after another.

Not a word was spoken at the table, only the sound of chopsticks and bowls.

Everyone’s eating seemed to be solely for the purpose of replenishing spiritual energy; they were all so absent-minded.

After finishing dinner.

Lin Xun found a place to sit in meditation and regulate his breathing.

Must Not Die and Zhu Ling were still deducing pharmacology.

Madam Sikong entered her daughter’s bedroom to accompany her mother.

An hour later, around eight o’clock in the evening, Lin Xun opened his eyes.

In front of him, Sikong Jing approached carrying two jars of wine.

“Care for a drink?”

Sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of Lin Xun, Sikong Jing held out a wine jar.

Lin Xun didn’t really want to drink, but looking at Sikong Jing’s appearance, he probably couldn’t find anyone else to drink with, so he had found him.

Without refusing, Lin Xun took the wine jar, pulled off the seal, and tilted his head back to take a gulp.

Sikong Jing also took a large gulp.

Excess wine slid down from their mouths, wetting their clothes.

“How is the wine?” Sikong Jing wiped his mouth.

“Not bad,” Lin Xun commented simply.

To be honest, Lin Xun had never thought he would be drinking with Sikong Jing.

The same was true for Sikong Jing.

Looking at Lin Xun, who only revealed his mouth, Sikong Jing shook his head. “Why?”

“Hmm?”

“Why would you save my daughter?”