Chapter 137: 137. Chapter 137: Failed

137. Chapter 137: Failed

Upon entering the Space Magic Treasure, Luo Yao could not wait to take out the Seven-Colored Dice and the Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass given by Youming Fujun.

It was an ordinary Spirit Herb, yet when Luo Yao held it in her hand, she could feel the dense life force within.

Although it was only one year old, even taking this Spirit Herb now would increase her lifespan by more than a year.

Truly a legendary Spirit Herb.

Although Luo Yao was surprised, she quickly calmed her mind; there was the most important matter to attend to now.

She took out the Seven-Colored Dice and threw it over the Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass; the Seven-Colored Dice began to spin rapidly.

Luo Yao held her breath, feeling somewhat nervous, praying that it must succeed.

Youming Fujun did not want her to know; his wish was simply that she could live happily throughout her life, and if she could stand openly under the sunlight like a human, how wonderful that would be.

Not until after midnight did Luo Yao finally take a deep breath and take out the Seven-Colored Dice again; this time, however, she did not throw it out for a long while.

But Xiao Wan could not wait much longer, and moreover, refining the Little Yang-Yang Pill also required time.

Unfortunately, the Yin Souls born in the Ancient Battlefield, or Ghost Cultivators, could not leave the Ancient Battlefield to go to the Immortal Cultivation World.

One must know that the Golden Finger offers only one chance per day.

"Senior, I have not failed to fulfill your trust."

"It is the second day!"

However, that figure took out a Token, opened the Array of the courtyard, and entered the courtyard.

"It seems I must remember this lesson in the future; one cannot rely too much on external things, even the Golden Finger is the same!"

Soon, the Seven-Colored Dice stopped, revealing a number.

Therefore, he sent someone back to ask the Ancestor to emerge from seclusion.

Therefore, if Xiao Wan could not survive this tribulation, he would fight to the death to protect her soul.

Now that it has failed, one can only wait until tomorrow.

Immediately, he saw Youming Fujun holding the Jade Box and examining it carefully, after which his hands trembled slightly.

He was filled with regret, deeply sorry in his heart, regretting why he had not spent more time accompanying Xiao Wan.

Although Luo Yao had only been gone for a little over three double-hours, it was already the second day, and Xiao Wan's time was running out.

He had not pinned all his hopes on Luo Yao; after all, Luo Yao was only at the Qi Refinement stage, even if she could solve a single Yin Soul.

What method could such a cultivator possibly have to solve a problem that even the Youming Mansion and even a Ghost Immortal could not solve?

Although his Ancestor was a Ghost Immortal, in this world, Immortals simply could not manifest; even if they appeared, they would be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.

"Xiao Wan is saved, Xiao Wan is saved, hahaha, she is saved!"

Soon, the Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass was enveloped by a beam of white light.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wan had gone missing.

Although sunlight remained invisible even during the day, Ghost Cultivators residing in the Ancient Battlefield could still accurately tell the time.

Joy appeared on his entire face, followed by ecstasy, and then he burst into hearty laughter.

He would find Xiao Wan at any cost, fearing she might meet with disaster, fearing she might suffer even the slightest grievance.

Now, less than two double-hours remained until the second day.

However, he did not hold too much hope for this.

It was not that he looked down on Luo Yao; on the contrary, he hoped deep in his heart that Luo Yao truly had a method and could truly succeed, yet he clearly knew the hope was very slim.

After a long while, she sighed deeply and then threw the Seven-Colored Dice in her hand.

Because after being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, the Ancestor's strength simply could not be fully exerted; especially when Xiao Wan was born, the Heavenly Dao descended with heavenly punishment, and the Ancestor, to save Xiao Wan, forcibly endured the heavenly punishment, and the injuries have not yet healed to this day.

Youming Fujun saw clearly who had arrived; it was Luo Yao, the little girl who had said yesterday she could save Xiao Wan.

It had been a full seven years; he had spent seven years trying to find a way to dissolve the Yin Qi on Xiao Wan, yet he could never cure it completely.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the pitch-black street and swiftly flew toward Gong Min's courtyard.

But Youming Fujun had no certainty about all this.

As long as the age of the Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass could be doubled to reach an age sufficient for pill refining, that would be enough.

Who knew that, in the end, news of Xiao Wan's misfortune would still be received.

Helplessly, she could only continue to wait; fortunately, when Youming Fujun brought the Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass, it was already night.

Youming Fujun frowned and looked outside, but it was not the person he was waiting for.

Although becoming a Ghost Cultivator meant never leaving the Ancient Battlefield in one's lifetime and also being unable to reincarnate, as long as one could live, everything was worth it.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yao's face immediately turned very ugly; how could this be?

Did it actually fail?

It was not exactly a failure; or rather, the flaw of this Golden Finger of mine is randomness.

However, he also knew clearly that even if the Ancestor came, there would actually be no way.

Seeing that Spirit Herb, Youming Fujun's pupils instantly contracted; he vanished from his spot in an instant, and the next second, the Jade Box in Luo Yao's hand disappeared.

Youming Fujun, with complex feelings, stood at Xiao Wan's door the whole time.

But, for his daughter's sake, he could only trouble the Ancestor.

"3!"

Saying this, Luo Yao opened the Jade Box and saw a Spirit Herb lying quietly inside; the Spirit Herb emitted dense life force, and moreover, it was surrounded by misty vapor, clearly not an ordinary Spirit Herb.

At that time, he felt as if the sky had collapsed.

"Good, good, good!"

Therefore, seeing Luo Yao return, he nodded but did not speak to ask, after all, she was Xiao Wan's friend.

He had previously dismissed it as empty talk; now, if he were to ask, it would only create awkwardness.

Youming Fujun had not slept all night, standing in Gong Min's courtyard and gazing outward, where the city was pitch black.

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However, Youming Fujun did not speak; Luo Yao, unable to wait, took out a Jade Box, a look of joy on her face.

"How could this be?"

But the Golden Finger was just like that; once used, one could only wait until the next day.

As he spoke, Youming Fujun threw his head back and laughed loudly, a line of clear tears sliding down his face.

He had already given up, hoping only that Xiao Wan could be happy for the rest of her life, and that whatever she needed would be granted to her.

Yet, even though it was merely two short hours, Luo Yao felt as if days were passing like years, never having felt such torment before.

Luo Yao let out a bitter smile; although this lesson was important, it had been bought with Xiao Wan's safety.

In the next second, the white light vanished, and three stalks of Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass appeared.

She had previously promised she could save Xiao Wan, but the result was...

Youming Fujun turned his head to look at Xiao Wan inside the house; she was still resting, seemingly unaware of the fate about to befall her.

Instead, he had been blaming himself, unable to face Xiao Wan, which caused her to run away from home and led to this incident.

Therefore, upon learning news of Xiao Wan, he had disregarded everything, abandoned the Youming Mansion, and left, hoping only, hoping only to see Xiao Wan one last time.

Now, unexpectedly, Luo Yao had given him such a great surprise.

These Five Elements Yang-Yang Grass, a full ten thousand years old, were enough to cure Xiao Wan; they could even transform Xiao Wan from a ghost body into a human body, making her a true human.