Boom! Boom!

The sound of two explosions reverberated from Meng Yuan's head and Dantian, his Sea of Consciousness and Dantian simultaneously shattered, and his Divine Infant was directly disintegrated, leaving only strands of feeble Divine Sense to ensure his survival.

Pfft!

Meng Yuan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body slowly collapsed, his black hair instantly turned white, and wrinkles appeared on his face, resembling an old man close to death.

His cultivation was crippled, most of his life functions lost; Meng Yuan now had only a few years left to live!

"Punishment Hall disciple, throw him out of the academy."

Dao Yeming spoke coldly, bending down to pick up Meng Yuan's identity badge from the ground and turned to walk towards the door.

Whoosh!

A disciple practicing on the second floor of Jingge Tower came to Meng Yuan's side, lifting Meng Yuan with one hand and picking up the items that had fallen from Meng Yuan's Space Ring with the other, turned and walked towards the door.

After dealing with Meng Yuan, everyone walked out of Jingge Tower.

"Young Jiang."

Whoosh!

Sang Zhenye called out, tossing Jiang Chen's identity badge to him.

Jiang Chen raised his hand to catch it, glanced at Sang Zhirou in Wu Xianxia's arms, and hesitated to speak.

Noticing Jiang Chen's hesitation, Hu Yiqiu's eyes shifted, and he softly said, "Elder Sang, let's go sit at your place."

Sang Zhenye frowned lightly, looking at Hu Yiqiu with confusion.

"No!"

Wu Xianxia coldly spat out a word and flew towards the pavilion where the two of them lived.

"What if there's a way to heal the young girl's injury?"

Hu Yiqiu spoke in a low voice.

In the air, Wu Xianxia's figure paused, and she coldly uttered another word: "Fine."

"Is this true?"

Sang Zhenye turned and looked directly at Hu Yiqiu.

Hu Yiqiu didn't speak, but turned to Jiang Chen.

"It's hard to say now; I need to see how severe her injury is!"

Jiang Chen spoke softly.

Jian Cangqiong and others froze for a moment, collectively looking at Jiang Chen, mouths open ready to ask.

"Let's go!"

A voice carried in the air, cold yet with traces of excitement, as Wu Xianxia flashed, carrying Sang Zhirou and soared away.

"Please!"

Sang Zhenye stared directly at Jiang Chen. Since Hu Yiqiu said so, he must have his reasons, even though he didn't believe Jiang Chen could heal his granddaughter's injuries to her Great Dao Foundation, it was worth a try.

"I'll go find Bu Fuqi Pill Master."

Sang Zhenglong called out and turned to leap away.

"Let's go, and you'll understand once we get there!"

Hu Yiqiu instructed Jian Cangqiong.

Everyone leaped up, soaring towards the area where the elders lived.

Inside an exquisite pavilion bedroom.

Sang Zhirou lay quietly on the bed, eyes slightly closed, her complexion still pale, the bloodstains on the corner of her mouth had been wiped away.

Hu Yiqiu and others gathered around the bed.

"I need to investigate her Sea of Consciousness with Divine Sense."

Jiang Chen looked up at Sang Zhenye and his wife, speaking softly.

The couple frowned slightly before nodding.

Jiang Chen reached out, placing his hand on Sang Zhirou's brow, closing his eyes, and released a Divine Sense, penetrating into Sang Zhirou's Sea of Consciousness.

At this moment, there was not the slightest movement in Sang Zhirou's Sea of Consciousness, her Divine Infant was in a deep sleep, its aura bleak, and a three-inch wound appeared on its head, with tiny cracks in the Sea of Consciousness Space.

Obvious scars were present on the Divine Infant, which symbolized the damage to the Great Dao Foundation!

Sang Zhirou had not yet condensed the innate Power of the Great Dao, her Great Dao Foundation's injuries reflected on the Divine Infant.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded, as Sang Zhenglong led an elderly man with white hair, rosy complexion, and an arrogant air into Sang Zhirou's bedroom.

"Elder Bu."

"Elder Bu."

Everyone greeted him.

Bu Fuqi cupped his fists in a circle, responding, though without much respect on his face.

His cultivation was only at the Virtual Refinement Realm Peak, the sole Void Refinement Realm cultivator among the elders, mysterious in origin, with no one knowing where he came from, yet he carried a natural arrogance, even interacting with Jian Cangqiong and others as equals.

Since he came to the academy decades ago, his single-handed alchemy technique pressed the academy's Pill Masters, becoming the chief Pill Master, the previous Integration Path Realm elder Pill Masters admired him greatly, holding an exceptional status in the academy.

"Wasn't I invited to treat an injury? Who is he?"

Bu Fuqi frowned, glancing at Jiang Chen by the bedside, a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Elder Bu, please wait a moment, let this disciple of mine take a look; maybe there's a way!"

Hu Yiqiu spoke politely.

"Your disciple? You're a Array Master, not a Pill Master, nor a healer, can your disciple treat injuries? If someone is treating, why call me? Is this to demonstrate his superior medical skills over mine?"

Bu Fuqi spoke coldly, turning to leave.

"Elder Bu..."

Everyone's expressions changed, speaking out to persuade.

"Elder Bu, are you a Pill Master or a healer?"

A calm voice sounded, Jiang Chen opened his eyes, looking at Bu Fuqi.

"Youngster, don't even know a Pill Master is a healer, yet dare to attempt treating injuries? Really don't know your limitations!"

Bu Fuqi halted, eyes mocking as he glanced at Jiang Chen, then turned to Sang Zhenye: "Elder Sang, your grandson invited me over, and now someone else is treating the patient before me, and shows such disrespect; this is an insult to me! Let this kid kneel down and apologize, or I won't treat the patient!"

Hu Yiqiu frowned, dissatisfaction appearing in his eyes.

Jian Cangqiong and others frowned, well aware of Bu Fuqi's temperament, yet this was a bit excessive now, as he never before stated he wouldn't treat a patient already examined by someone else.

Everyone knew it was Jiang Chen's attitude that Bu Fuqi perceived as challenging his authority, hence the deliberate difficulty.

"Jiang Chen, quickly apologize to Elder Bu!"

Sang Zhenglong spoke sternly.

A flash of dissatisfaction crossed Jiang Chen's eyes as he glanced at Sang Zhenglong then turned to Sang Zhenye and Wu Xianxia.

"Young Jiang, apologize!"

Sang Zhenye spoke sternly.

"Elder Sang, does this mean you don't need my treatment?"

Jiang Chen spoke calmly.

"Hm! A snot-nosed kid attempting to impersonate a Pill Master? Can you refine pills? Even if you can, is your alchemy technique stronger than mine?"

Bu Fuqi scoffed coldly.

"Young Jiang, kneel down and apologize, we don't need you!"

Sang Zhenye stared directly at Jiang Chen.

"Kneel down and apologize?"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, kneel down and apologize to Elder Bu! Request Elder Bu's forgiveness!"

Sang Zhenye spoke sternly.

In his view, one hundred Jiang Chens can't compare to his granddaughter's importance; even Hu Yiqiu's disciple wasn't exempt, he must kneel if necessary!

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PS: 'I have you in my heart,' what a good name...

You all are in my heart too... em!

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