After Hu Yiqiu left, he didn't go back but instead went to Jingge Tower, hiding high in the sky. He was the arranger of the Academy's Great Array, so the restriction above ten thousand meters didn't affect him.

When he noticed the arrival of Jian Cangqiong and two others, a slight smile appeared on his lips. He descended to intercept Yun Tao and another following behind, thinking of Jiang Chen's behavior in Sang Zhirou's bedroom. He should properly admonish Sang Zhenye's couple to vent some anger, but with Yun Tao and another junior present, it might further embarrass Sang Zhenye and his wife, leading to a stalemate.

But when spiritual energy fluctuations appeared on the second floor, and the students came out discussing Jiang Chen, Hu Yiqiu couldn't help but bring the two into Jingge Tower to see what had happened to Jiang Chen.

"Elder Sang, Elder Wu, what is happening here? Forcing my disciple to kneel and kowtow?"

Seeing Sang Zhenye and his wife, Hu Yiqiu couldn't help but use a sarcastic tone.

Wu Xianxia glanced at Hu Yiqiu, a thought occurred, and she signaled to Sang Zhenye with her eyes.

Sang Zhenye's mouth twitched, looked at Wu Xianxia, turned to Hu Yiqiu, cupped his fists and bowed: "Elder Wine-crazed, it was my fault in the bedroom earlier. I hope Elder Wine-crazed doesn't mind!"

Hearing this, Hu Yiqiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the always aloof and cold Sang Zhenye to apologize to him.

Thinking about it, Hu Yiqiu understood and looked at Sang Zhenye with a complicated gaze.

Sang Zhenye's son and daughter-in-law died in an outing for training twenty years ago, leaving only a baby Sang Zhirou and the just-starting cultivator Sang Zhenglong.

Although the two elders still bore injuries from a battle a hundred years ago, they gave up seclusion to raise Sang Zhirou, taking turns to guide her in cultivation. Only after Sang Zhirou was on the right path did they both go into seclusion, periodically emerging to check her progress.

For twenty years, the two paid no mind to external affairs, focusing solely on healing and caring for Sang Zhirou, even somewhat neglecting Sang Zhenglong.

Sang Zhenye's apology to Hu Yiqiu stemmed from this care for Sang Zhirou, making Hu Yiqiu's feelings complicated.

"Elder Sang, I understand your love for your granddaughter, but Young Jiang is also my disciple. He has done me a favor by helping heal my Primordial Spirit injury. I regard him as my own. Considering my feelings, do you think I should forgive you?"

Hu Yiqiu spoke lightly.

Sang Zhenye and his wife's expressions changed slightly, their eyes dimmed for a moment.

When Hu Yiqiu arrived, they had considered persuading him to help, but his words stopped any plea that had yet to be voiced.

The three no longer exchanged a word while Yun Tao and Jian Wuheng dared not speak, creating a subtle atmosphere in the stairway.

The energy fluctuations on the second floor of Jingge Tower lasted nearly three hours.

After three hours, the influx of spiritual energy into Jingge Tower ceased, and the Great Dao aura on the second floor stabilized.

Jian Cangqiong's eyes brightened, knowing Jiang Chen's cultivation was finished. However, he harbored doubts about Jiang Chen's success or failure.

The Great Dao Wheel of Light of Jiang Chen appeared briefly and then vanished, leaving Jian Cangqiong uncertain!

"Thank you!"

Jiang Chen stopped cultivating, silently expressing gratitude.

At this moment, Jiang Chen could confirm that the True Dragon Martial Spirit indeed had its own consciousness; otherwise, it would never actively aid a cultivator in cultivation and teaching!

However, he didn't realize what terrifying existence his True Dragon Martial Spirit was!

Slowly opening his eyes, a smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth. This cultivation session was truly worth it!

Previously, his cultivation lacked much planning, knowing only to comprehend the Great Dao. But now, with the True Dragon Martial Spirit's guidance, he had a clear path for cultivation!

"Jiang Chen."

Jian Cangqiong spoke softly, "Did you… succeed in your cohesion?"

Jiang Chen glanced at Jian Cangqiong, stood up, cupped his fists, and smiled, "I've succeeded!"

"Good! Good! Hahaha…"

Jian Cangqiong burst into laughter, looking at Jiang Chen with admiring eyes.

Ka!

The door to the cultivation room was pushed open, and Hu Yiqiu and others walked in.

"Boy, what have you comprehended? Even the composed dean burst into laughter?"

Hu Yiqiu eyed Jian Cangqiong and then looked amazedly at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't respond. Instead, he saluted Hu Yiqiu and looked towards Sang Zhenye and his wife.

"Mr. Jiang, earlier it was my fault. Please, Jiang Chen, heal my granddaughter. You may name your conditions!"

Sang Zhenye spoke softly, his eyes showing a glimmer of hope, though his tone was slightly stiff. As a great cultivator at the late Integration Realm, bowing to a cultivator of the early Divine Infant Realm was hard to bear with composure.

"Elder Sang, Elder Wu, regarding Sister Sang's injuries, I do have some methods. However, my comprehension is insufficient, and I can't heal her for now. Besides, her situation differs from Senior Brother's."

Jiang Chen looked at Yun Tao: "Senior Brother suffered combat injuries he can suppress himself. But Sister Sang's injury, though lighter, harmed her most fundamental basis during the cohesion of the source Power of the Great Dao, hence cannot be treated incrementally!"

"She cannot suppress the injury herself. Were she to awaken now, her Soul Force would gradually dissipate until the Divine Infant perishes. During this period without increased comprehension, she would truly die!"

"So, for now, let Sister Sang remain asleep. Her slumber is a sign of her body's self-protection, not from severe injury-induced coma. Once I am confident in treating her, I will awaken her for a one-time cure!"

"So you agree?"

Sang Zhenye anxiously watched Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "What if I didn't agree? If I made unreasonable demands or purposely made things difficult, wouldn't that make me no different from Bu Fuqi? Besides…"

Jiang Chen paused, glancing at Jian Cangqiong and Hu Yiqiu: "Both are formidable veterans of the academy who nearly sacrificed their lives a hundred years ago. If I intentionally made things difficult, I'm afraid the dean and my master wouldn't allow it."

Jian Cangqiong and the others fell silent again, Hu Yiqiu having considered letting Jiang Chen vent, but even he would intervene if it went too far.

Sighing lightly, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with reflection and yearning: "Perhaps I have yet to familiarize myself with this survival of the fittest world. I lack basic reverence for the powerful."

After a moment of consideration, he spoke calmly, "What I perceive as a strong person is not the power of cultivation but the strength of the heart."

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