Chapter 117: The True Face of Star-Image Mountain

Shen Qingli immediately supported him, one hand gripping his pulse point to check.

"It's fine." Di Jin tried to pull back his hand.

"You're spitting blood and still say it's fine?" Shen Qingli wouldn't let him.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Kuo also came over, asking, "What happened? How did you suddenly spit blood?"

"Really, I'm fine." Di Jin still tried to bluff his way through, but Shen Qingli, who had a tight grip on his pulse, furrowed her brow.

Shen Kuo immediately asked her, "What's wrong?"

"Same as last time, just weakness."

Shen Qingli, however, couldn't rest easy, because only a few days had passed and he was spitting blood again.

Especially since Di Jin's complexion looked terrible this time, she turned to Jiu Li.

"Li Li, come take a look?"

"Huh?"

Jiu Li scratched its head; it doesn't know how to heal sickness either.

"What could it understand? I'm human, not a beast."

Di Jin looked aggrieved, and Shen Kuo pulled him toward himself.

Even if he reluctantly thought this little rascal was better than other scoundrels, that didn't mean he was willing to let the brat openly take advantage of his daughter, so he still admonished, "Leaning on me, you rarely have any business constantly bothering my sister."

Di Jin, however, complained, "Dad, you're stiff and hard, it's making my whole body ache."

"Asking for a beating, aren't you?" Shen Kuo's eyes turned cold.

"Sister~" Di Jin pleaded for help.

Normally, since Shen Qingli already knew his thoughts, she would surely be too lazy to bother with him.

But now he was spitting blood, Shen Qingli furrowed her brows and still pulled him onto herself.

Shen Kuo:...

He really invited a wolf into the house!

Shen Qingli also said, "Dad, don't quarrel with him for now."

"Just tell me where you're uncomfortable; speak the truth, or else—"

"I'll say, I'll explain."

Having successfully leaned into Shen Qingli's embrace, Di Jin didn't want to lose this preferential treatment.

"I really have no serious problem; as you also know, I sneaked down here, and this place suppresses me."

"What sneaking, what suppression?" Shen Kuo still hadn't guessed Di Jin's origin.

Shen Qingli, however, understood, and glanced again at Jiu Li scratching its cheeks left and right, confirming that most of what he said was true.

"Then how did your soul wander away for so long before?" Shen Qingli asked again.

"First, set up the formation." Di Jin stopped laughing; this matter was too important to Shen Qingli.

"Your mental state..."

"It's fine; just now I didn't spit blood because of poor spirit—someone touched my restriction."

Di Jin glanced at the Hunyuan Summit, and there, Ji Bai, who had touched his restriction, was far worse off than him.

Ji Bai, having just entered the hall door, was flung up and slammed into a corridor pillar, spitting three feet of blood and barely able to catch his breath!

Still, Yuan Changzai arrived in time, hurriedly helped him up, fed him a life-saving pill, and only then did he regain his breath.

Yuan Changzai had already knelt at the hall gate, repeatedly apologizing, "Young Master, please forgive me! The junior disciples of the sect acted rashly; they really shouldn't have! I, the old man, guarantee you this will never happen again."

"Scram." A supreme Daoist voice boomed out.

The hall door immediately shut with a bang, leaving only the awe-inspiring Daoist voice echoing on the Hunyuan Summit.

If the Hunyuan Summit didn't naturally have a strong barrier, everyone in the Hunyuan Sect would have been able to hear this reprimand.

Yuan Changzai dared not linger any longer, hastily hauled Ji Bai down from the Hunyuan Summit, his old heart pounding "thump-thump" nonstop, nearly scared to death!

"You were fine, why provoke this ancestor?" Yuan Changzai truly didn't understand!

"I didn't." Ji Bai was also bewildered; the door opened by itself, he went in, what's the problem?

Now it's made to seem like he pushed the door open himself; even if he were braver, he still wouldn't dare so blatantly provoke this Divine Realm Envoy.

"No matter what you're thinking! You must never offend him again! You yourself felt it—his casual strike almost killed you!"

Yuan Changzai, heart still pounding, said, "Have you considered what would happen if he flew into a rage and directly attacked the Hunyuan Sect—what would we do?"

"Rest assured." Ji Bai had confidence it wouldn't happen; otherwise, why would he have come to the Hunyuan Sect?

Since he's in the Hunyuan Sect, it must be that the Hunyuan Sect—or the Vermilion Bird Palace—has something that attracts him.

In that case, how could he attack the Hunyuan Sect?

Yuan Changzai actually thought the same, but still repeatedly urged, "No matter what schemes you have, you must absolutely not disturb him again!"

"That's enough." What Ji Bai needed was merely some "evidence."

"Cough," he who coughed blood again was actually somewhat frightened, having nearly injured his foundation.

"Hurry up and heal your wounds; if there's anything else, wait until you're better to speak." After reminding him, Yuan Changzai also said, "I'll keep an eye on the Jiang Yuan side."

"Thank you, Patriarch."

"Alright."

Yuan Changzai waved his hand.

In terms of cultivation, his Patriarch is actually far inferior to this junior.

He also had to ask, "The power of rules, theoretically blocked by the Divine Realm's closure and thus untouchable—how did you manage to touch it?"

"Actually, I only recently touched it as well." Ji Bai frankly said, "It's likely due to the Divine Realm's 'recovery'; my timing for seclusion was just right."

Yuan Changzai nodded, this matched his thoughts roughly, "Good, you first heal your wounds; once this affair is over, I should also go into seclusion."

"Rest assured, when the time comes, the junior generation will protect the sect; after finding a successor, I will consider reaching Spirit Transformation." Ji Bai promised, and he indeed thought so.

Yuan Changzai nodded again, feeling greatly relieved.

He doesn't bother to manage many of Ji Bai's unilateral decisions because he knows Ji Bai's actions are all for the Primordial Sect, with no selfish motives.

Therefore, even if there are mistakes, they are understandable.

"Go, heal your wounds well; in three days, you will still need to hold down the fort."

"Yes, thank you, Grandmaster Ancestor." Ji Bai expressed his thanks, then returned to his quarters to heal his wounds.

But after he sat cross-legged, his first action was to extend his divine sense, furtively scouting the Guest Pavilion!

It was also a coincidence that, as he was scouting, Shen Qingli's seal happened to be completed.

A mysterious aura instantly enveloped the entire Small Guest Pavilion.

Even Shen Jing, who had just finished adjusting his breath, opened his eyes in surprise: "This aura,"

It seems very similar to the Divine Seal of the Ten Directions Forest!

"All right." Di Jin let out a breath, rubbing his head deeper into the crook of Shen Qingli's neck.

Shen Kuo really wanted to step forward, shouting, "You little brat! Do you think I'm blind?"

"Father." Shen Qingli gripped Di Jin's long neck, indicating he didn't need to worry, just rest.

Shen Kuo: "... Just indulge him then."

"He's already feeling terrible."

Shen Qingli could feel that Di Jin's body was slightly feverish.

How could he be feverish for no reason? He must be sick.

"Shall I first take you to rest?" Shen Qingli asked.

Di Jin, holding her waist tightly and refusing to let go, shook his head: "The situation has changed; Grandmaster Uncle's condition is not good. It's best to rescue him first."

"No rush." Shen Qingli had it figured out: "When I was refining the pill today, I infused the Living Soil's vitality into the Earth Core Fire; Grandmaster Uncle isn't stupid, he'll know what to do."

"It really came alive?" Di Jin exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Kuo felt a bit unable to interject: "What's the situation? Explain clearly."

"I'll do it." Jiu Li volunteered, pulling Shen Kuo aside to give him a report.

Guarding Shen Jing, Shen Qinghuang overheard and finally understood why Shen Qingli's Longevity Pill was so exceptional—it was actually Living Soil! With this legendary Supreme Treasure empowering the Medicinal Cauldron, the pills produced are naturally extraordinary.

"There's one more thing..." Di Jin said, a little embarrassed.

He didn't need to say more, because—

"Hum!"

Above the Primordial Peak, a vague giant mountain emerged, its outline appearing.

Its entire body was hazy, like a dream or illusion, resembling stars and clouds, half real, half illusory.