Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"That's right. Four years ago, Wuming's Eldest Uncle sent someone to Chiang Country. He told us everything. According to him, there is a strange worm called Spirit Swallowing Insect in my body, and the reason why I was so ill that I couldn't afford it. It is also because it has absorbed my essence energy."    

"Then, didn't they say the solution?"    

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. With his ability, he could only barely sense the fluctuation. However, since Zhao Wuming and Eldest Uncle's sect were able to figure out the origin of the insect, they should have a way to deal with it.    

A bitter smile surfaced on the corner of Mrs. Zhao's mouth the moment he finished speaking.    

"There is a method. The letter said that as long as a tier 7 or higher spirit grass is used as bait, this Spirit Swallowing Insect will automatically leave my body."    

"Tier 7 spirit grass?"    

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. He did not know much about the grade of the spiritual herb. He only knew that there was a total of ten grades, but he was not clear about the classification of each grade.    

Yang Dingshan had told them all this unintentionally, but he didn't tell them in detail.    

Mrs. Zhao nodded and continued, "I am just a mortal. I don't know how precious the seventh spiritual herb is. However, according to the letter, even the immortal sect where Wuming and Eldest Uncle resided couldn't take out such an item. Not to mention, Wuming and Eldest Uncle are merely ordinary disciples in that immortal sect. "    

"If that's the case, doesn't that mean..."    

"The Immortal Master is right. From then on, my husband and I have given up on the idea of treating him. Even if we can really find such a divine object, I am merely a mortal. How can I afford to accept it?"    

Yang Xuan was silent.    

From Mrs. Zhao's words, he could feel the preciousness of the tier 7 spirit herb.    

Using a mirror, he could see the abnormality in her body. It could be seen that the sect that Zhao Wuming and Eldest Uncle belonged to must be extraordinary. Otherwise, how could he bestow such a divine item to her?    

However, how could mortals like them obtain something that even the sect could not bring out?    

Of course, it was also possible that the sect wasn't willing to take it out. However, no matter what it was, it had completely cut off their hope.    

A look of understanding appeared on Yang Xuan's face. He suddenly understood a lot.    

No wonder Mrs. Zhao didn't let Zhao Wuming invite a physician to take a look. In this kind of situation, no matter how good a physician was, it was useless. Inviting more was just a waste of money.    

What Zhao Wuming said about needing large amounts of medicinal herbs to maintain Mrs. Zhao's life every day was most likely to be some great tonics, in order to minimize the loss of essence as much as possible.    

When he thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. He raised his head to look at Mrs. Zhao, but found that she was also looking at him at this moment.    

"Immortal Master, I have a presumptuous request."    

"Mrs. Zhao, just say it."    

"Although this illness of mine is incurable, Wuming and Yu'er still do not know about it. I sincerely request that Immortal Master can keep this matter a secret so that they will not lose hope like me. "    

Mrs. Zhao's eyes carried a pleading look.    

When Yang Xuan saw it, his heart immediately beat violently twice.    

This was a request from a mother who knew she was about to die, so as to not let the young child carry too much pressure and burden.    

He stared at Mrs. Zhao's eyes for a long time, and he understood what she was thinking.    

"If my mother was personally here, she would also do the same."    

Yang Xuan suddenly had an idea. He looked at Mrs. Zhao's begging look and his heart trembled.    

He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Mrs. Zhao, don't worry. Regarding this matter, I will definitely keep it a secret."    

"I am here... Cough cough, thank you Immortal Master. "    

Mrs. Zhao said with gratitude and coughed twice. Her tone became weaker and weaker.    

Yang Xuan looked at her and sighed. He was about to stand up and leave when he suddenly thought of something.    

His body stopped halfway and sat back down. He placed his right hand on the storage bag and with a thought, a few herbs appeared in his hand.    

These were the spiritual herbs that he had picked in Desolate Ancient Land. Although the Black Panther had always said that these were useless, the enormous ripples of the Spiritual Force on it gave him the idea of giving it a try.    

After all, even if he failed, he wouldn't lose anything.    

"Since the so-called Spirit Swallowing Insect requires a tier 7 and above spirit herb to lure it, these few stalks might not be enough. I will need more."    

Yang Xuan thought again, and another dozen or so spiritual herbs appeared in his hand.    

Since the quality was not good enough, perhaps he could use quantity to make up for it. After all, Zhao Wuming's Eldest Uncle had only sent a letter. He didn't come back in person. With the abilities of these mortals from the Zhao family... It's impossible to get so many licorice roots to try.    

This could also be considered as Yang Xuan's attempt. Mrs. Zhao's words had touched his heart. If possible, he wanted to try his best to save her.    

"What a pity. If that Dream Immortal Net of the Black Panther was still around, it would definitely be possible. Now, I can only use these spiritual herbs to try it out."    

There was some regret in his eyes.    

Although he was not familiar with the tier of the spiritual herbs, with the divinity of the Dream Immortal Net and the Black Panther's appearance, it was likely that it was a tier 7 spiritual herb. However, it had indeed become a part of his body.    

He sighed in his heart, but his movements did not stop. A large number of spiritual herbs were taken out from the storage bag, and he carefully held them in his hands.    

The moment the spirit herb appeared, a huge and pure Spirit Aura instantly filled the entire room. The originally somewhat dark room was filled with seven-colored mist, like a fairyland.    

Yang Xuan was startled. He quickly took out the Spirit Aura from his body and turned it into a pale white film, sealing the entire room.    

If such a huge Spirit Aura was revealed to the outside, it would inevitably attract people's attention. Although the Allpine City was filled with mortals and could not pose any threat to him, it was better to be careful.    

"Why are the fluctuations of these spiritual herbs so strong? It's several times stronger than before."    

After closing the room, he looked at the spiritual herbs in front of him.    

At this moment, his hand was already wrapped in seven-colored light. The aura of the spirit grass was very strong. It actually formed wisps of spirit fog beside his hand. Just a casual breath of air made him feel as if all the pores in his body had opened. It was extremely comfortable. Even the Spirit Aura that he had consumed had been replenished.    

This change was very different from the time he was in Desolate Ancient Land. If he didn't remember the shape of these spiritual herbs, he would have suspected that they were from the same batch.    

Just as he was amazed, Mrs. Zhao suddenly cried out in pain.    

Yang Xuan quickly looked over and saw a red light spot suddenly appear on the white shirt on Mrs. Zhao's chest. Before he could see it clearly, that light spot suddenly rushed out and pounced on the spiritual herbs in his hand.