Chapter 175

One month's period is up.

On Profound Yang Peak, inside a newly built courtyard, Qin Yu slowly walked out, thick spiritual energy swirling around his body.

"A half-month of seclusion only brought me to the peak of the fourth layer of Spirit Transformation... Indeed, each minor realm is like a heavenly chasm; if I hadn't comprehended the Dao intent and integrated it, I wouldn't know how long it would take."

Qin Yu murmured inwardly, feeling somewhat disappointed for not having met his expectations.

Furthermore, the energy required for each breakthrough is enormous; initially, only a hundred Yellow-grade spirit herbs were needed.

Spirit Transformation Second Layer requires two hundred stalks.

Spirit Transformation Third Layer requires four hundred stalks.

Spirit Transformation Fourth Layer requires a full eight hundred stalks of spirit herbs!

Qin Yu was almost dazed.

I've never heard of anyone needing such enormous resources to break through in Spirit Transformation.

Of course... this is related to my foundation; it's too solid, my physical strength has reached two hundred thousand catties, comparable to a cultivator at the peak of Spirit Transformation.

"Old Mu."

Qin Yu transmitted softly.

"Hum!"

A faint humming sound echoed in the courtyard.

The old man in a cyan robe coalesced into form, slightly bowing: "Young master."

In his deep pupils burned a fiery light; these days... Old Mu has been painstakingly cultivating, researching the Dao of life.

He wishes to achieve great merit.

All for today.

Qin Yu slightly nodded: "The place I'm going to, you probably can't accompany me temporarily; you need to dwell in a fragment of a cyan wood's true body."

Old Mu heard this and stood dumbfounded on the spot.

Could it be... that I'm heading to another world?

If we were in the Cangyuan Realm, the two of us could have simply crossed over directly, but... since I cannot manifest myself, there must be a reason.

"Understood, young master."

"This is a fragment of this servant's true body; whenever the young master needs it, I can be summoned at any time."

Cyan Green Wood spread his hands, revealing a pale cyan branch, within which lay rich life essence; when exposed, the flowers and grasses in the courtyard swayed in dance.

Immediately, a piece of cyan wood was placed into Qin Yu's hand.

Cyan Green Wood directly transformed into a cyan stream of light, flowing into it.

Seeing this, Qin Yu felt greatly reassured.

He then took stock of his resources: three thousand blood-qi pills, three hundred catties of essence blood from Yellow-grade ferocious beasts, and ten stalks of Black-grade longevity spirit herbs!

Furthermore, Qin Yu didn't want to bring more; on Blue Star, he was merely an ordinary martial artist, and Black-grade spirit herbs were more than enough—ten stalks were already surplus.

Of course... Qin Yu has been in seclusion these days and doesn't know his current wealth; otherwise he would have directly purchased Earth-grade longevity spirit herbs.

Also, the body-tempering technique after repairing the defects.

And in his Qiankun Bag, there are still two thousand Yellow-grade spirit herbs, Black-grade cultivation spirit herbs, etc.

All of these can be used with the Spirit-refining Technique to quickly increase one's strength.

Also, a fragment of Dao medicine.

Used to save his father.

"Hum!"

Immediately, he offered up the Shennong Cauldron, sealing off the entire courtyard and sending a message to his master and others.

He needs to seclude himself for a period; if anything arises, he can summon the Shennong Cauldron.

Having prepared everything, Qin Yu returned to the room once more.

【Return to Blue Star countdown: ten seconds... eight seconds... three seconds...】

The prompt in his mind sounded, a mechanical voice counting down.

"Hum!"

As if a pale white luster showered over Qin Yu's surroundings, accompanied by a humming sound, his figure vanished instantly from the spot.

Inside the room, no trace of a person remained; it returned to calm.

Blue Star.

Rong City.

East China Hospital.

Inside the ward lay a teenager with a head full of white hair, lying on the bed, wearing a respirator, his hands covered in needle marks, looking extremely terrifying.

Around him stood over ten figures; some wore white coats, their hair sparse, brows furrowed tightly.

Others wore simple cloth garments, hands behind their backs, looking left and right, hesitating to speak.

"This person's illness... is truly rare; whether taking pulse or instrument examination, his body shows no ailments, even healthier than a young person."

"But his qi and blood, organs, and all bodily functions have completely aged."

"How strange, how strange."

Some of them are reclusive divine physicians; they have saved countless people, their own strength not weak; back in the underground cavern, they established tremendous merit, guarding a region with distinction.

If not for the Great Xia officials sending special envoys to invite them, they would never have emerged into the world.

Furthermore, East China Hospital ranks among the top three in the entire Great Xia domain, with countless medical professors and authorities.

Yet now they are all at a loss.

At a loss where to begin.

But… he is also Qin Shangwu's son.

Over these years, Qin Shangwu, for Great Xia, for the countless masses, has made countless contributions, protecting one region, even hiding himself, not returning home for ten years, wholeheartedly devoting himself to research on the underground cavern.

Everyone wants to lend a hand.

At that moment, a girl in a light pink nurse's uniform, holding documents, pushed the door open and entered, her pretty face somewhat anxious as she said: "Vice President, Qin Yu's vital signs are about to reach their limit, and the speed of all organ functions has slowed a bit."

If this continues, within a month, vital signs will cease.

Numerous reclusive divine doctors and medical experts all let out long sighs at this moment.

Sitting on the hospital bed, the beautiful woman in a simple, elegant dress heard the words, feeling her vision darken and a heaviness in her heart.

"Little Yu…"

"What have you gone through…"

"Why did you suddenly become like this."

She was bewildered; she and her husband had used all their connections and resources, yet they could not even save their own son.

Despair arose in her heart.

Just then, an old man in plain clothes felt his phone vibrate in his hand, quickly answered, and after a moment, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Grand Master Shangwu's side sent back word: the team won against the odds, in the Jiangnan Underground Cavern they slew an eight‑grade ferocious beast and took one azure lotus; according to the Spirit Medicine Records, this is the Azure Flower Divine Lotus, which a Grand Master once accidentally consumed in the underground cavern."

"It instantly restores qi and blood, heals hidden injuries, and has the power to bring the dead back to life and put flesh on white bones!"

"Young Master Qin this time… should be saved!"

The mother sitting beside the bed, Lin Rong, trembled, clutching the white bedsheet with both hands, as hope rose again in her heart.

But the old man in plain clothes still had something unsaid; the military side said that Grand Master Shangwu was discovered by the underground cavern's ferocious beasts, surrounded and attacked by high‑grade ferocious beasts, and his life or death is now unknown.

The military has already dispatched several Grand Masters, forming a team to jointly enter the underground cavern to attempt a rescue.

But deep in the underground cavern there is a nine‑grade ferocious beast, rivaling a Martial Saint!

These days, the ferocious beasts in the underground caverns of other regions seem to have received some order, also rising in revolt and now madly attacking.

Thus, the great Martial Saints dare not act rashly.

If any one point is lost, the people of Great Xia in that region will all become its food.

But these words cannot be spoken now, lest they provoke Professor Lin Rong.

His son has fallen into a coma, his vital signs have plunged to freezing point, and he could die at any moment.

If his husband also meets with an accident.

No one can bear such consequences.

Just then, Qin Yu's consciousness had already awakened; upon hearing that his father had slain an eight‑grade ferocious beast in the underground cavern, his heart shuddered.

Deep in the underground cavern, if exposed… there is a hundred percent chance it will trigger a ferocious beast tide and bring about a siege.

But his limbs are stiff and numb, hard to control.

Forcing his spirit to rise, his fingers slowly moved.

"Hn…"

A soft hum echoed in the ward.

Qin Yu with difficulty lifted his eyelids.

More than ten medical experts widened their pupils.

The sleeping Qin Yu, awake!?