Shen Lian walked to Yan'er's bed and sat down. When she saw Yan'er's sparse, dry yellow hair, her skinny wrists, and the small cut on her face, a pang of compassion arose in her heart. How much suffering had this girl endured? To be tormented to such a state?

She wondered what kind of relationship she had with Mo Wuji, to make him so concerned.

Shen Lian placed her hand on Yan'er's wrist and closed her eyes. In just a dozen seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with anger, and even her hand trembled slightly.

"How is she?" Mo Wuji asked anxiously. Shen Lian and Yan'er were strangers, and this situation made him feel somewhat alarmed.

Shen Lian released her hand, took a breath to calm herself, and then asked, "Was her spiritual root very good before?"

Mo Wuji immediately nodded, "Yes, Yan'er had a top-grade wood spiritual root before."

The cyan light was undoubtedly a wood spiritual root. Having watched the Leap Immortal Door Assembly for so long, Mo Wuji had gained some understanding of spiritual root testing.

Shen Lian looked at Mo Wuji with sympathy and said, "In the cultivation world, there is an extremely vicious method called spiritual root transplantation. They want to transfer someone else's better spiritual root to themselves, to improve their cultivation potential and aptitude..."

Before Shen Lian could finish speaking, Mo Wuji's expression changed drastically. He suddenly stood up, staring at Shen Lian in shock, "Are you saying that Yan'er she..."

Shen Lian knew what Mo Wuji was thinking, and she nodded, "You're right, Yan'er had her spiritual root transplanted."

"Bastard..." Mo Wuji slammed his hand on the table, shattering it directly, but he still didn't feel any pain in his hand.

Shen Lian sighed and said, "This method is extremely vicious. Generally, those who use it choose ordinary people without background or roots. They dare not touch those with true backing. Because once it's said, the name of the person who uses this technique will be ruined. Not only that, such a person will be like a rat that everyone shouts at, wherever they go."

Mo Wuji calmed down, his expression changing several times, before asking, "If that's the case, why is Yan'er still alive? How could she come to the Leap Immortal Door Assembly plaza alone?"

He didn't believe that Yan'er could have survived after being subjected to such a vicious spiritual root transplantation.

Shen Lian also frowned and said, "I find it very strange as well. Logically speaking, even if Yan'er came from an ordinary background, they wouldn't leave her alive. Because the person who transplants the spiritual root wouldn't allow anyone to know that they had ever transplanted a spiritual root. Now it seems that they not only left her alive but also allowed her to escape, which doesn't make sense."

"Was Yan'er's spiritual root transplanted away?" Mo Wuji completely suppressed his raging anger. He had to remain calm.

Anger and impulsiveness wouldn't help him succeed in revenge.

Shen Lian shook her head, "Yan'er's spiritual meridians have been completely destroyed, obviously the transplantation failed. This method of spiritual root transplantation is evil, and the success rate is very low, generally less than one percent."

Mo Wuji clenched his fists again and said sternly, "A vicious method with less than a one percent success rate, yet there are still people who want to use it, regardless of other people's lives."

Shen Lian said lightly, "You're too naive. Regardless of other people's lives? Let me tell you, in the eyes of cultivators with spiritual meridians, ordinary people are just ants that can be killed at will. No matter how good a spiritual root is, as long as it hasn't been cultivated, it's still an ordinary person. Facing a mere ordinary person, don't mention a success rate of less than one percent, even if it's one in a thousand, I guess someone would still do it."

Speaking of this, Shen Lian seemed to remember something and added, "No matter how Yan'er escaped, you must leave here as soon as possible. You'd better not participate in the final stage of the Leap Immortal Door Assembly. In fact, the difference between a handyman disciple and an outer disciple is huge. After you become a handyman disciple, you'll find that it's almost no different from not joining the sect at all."

Mo Wuji also knew that Shen Lian was right, but with Yan'er in this state, where could he go? Chang Luo was still a large capital city, and staying here would offer a greater chance of healing Yan'er.

"Senior Sister Shen, I would like to ask, can Yan'er be healed? Even if her destroyed spiritual meridians can't be restored, can she recover?" Mo Wuji asked, as this was what he was most concerned about.

Shen Lian shook her head sympathetically, "Her condition is very difficult to cure. Her spiritual meridians have been destroyed, and the foundation of her body has deteriorated severely. Even my father can't cure her. I think... to live for another ten years would already be very remarkable."

In fact, Shen Lian estimated that Yan'er would only live for a maximum of three years, but seeing how much Mo Wuji cared about Yan'er, she said ten years to comfort Mo Wuji.

"I must heal Yan'er," Mo Wuji seemed to be saying to Shen Lian, but also as if he was muttering to himself.

Shen Lian's father was an Earth Pill Master, and he couldn't heal Yan'er, so what about Heaven Pill Masters? There were no Heaven Pill Masters in the Star River Empire, but weren't there any in other places?

If there were none, he would learn alchemy himself.

"Senior Sister Shen, I know my request will be difficult for you, but I want to follow you and ask your father to teach me alchemy..." After making up his mind, Mo Wuji immediately stood up and bowed to Shen Lian.

If it weren't for Yan'er, he would never have asked Shen Lian like this. He knew that if Shen Lian could take him away, she would have suggested it earlier. Moreover, Shen Lian's senior brother, Wu Jingwu, was not someone easy to get along with.

As expected, Shen Lian said with a troubled expression, "This is probably very difficult. My father won't accept you as a disciple, let alone teach you alchemy just because you know me. So, I can't take you with me."

Shen Lian felt very bitter in her heart. If her father was so easy to talk to, she wouldn't have sneaked out. Mo Wuji's words were directed at her; if he said them to someone else, they would probably laugh their teeth out. If Mo Wuji said these words to her father in person, she was one hundred percent certain that Mo Wuji wouldn't live to see the next moment. Her father would immediately kill Mo Wuji.

That was why she would never take Mo Wuji to beg her father to teach him alchemy, as that would truly harm Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji looked disappointed. He also knew that his request was a bit too much to ask.

An awkward silence fell between the two. After a long while, Shen Lian seemed to remember something and took out a thin booklet from her bosom, handing it to Mo Wuji, "This should be a book on pills. I bought it by chance from a street stall in a market. However, when I opened it, there were no words on it. Maybe some medicinal liquid can be used to soak it, and then the writing will appear. I've tried many methods, but none of them have succeeded. Take it and try your luck. What if it works? Pill books are impossible to buy. If it's really a pill book, remember not to let others know you have it."

This book was not something she found at a street stall, but something she secretly stole from her father's study when she left home. She had tried all sorts of methods, but she couldn't make any words appear on the pill book. Now that she thought about Mo Wuji wanting to learn alchemy, she simply gave this wordless pill book that she couldn't decipher to Mo Wuji.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Shen. Whether it's a pill book or not, if Mo Wuji achieves anything in the future, I will definitely repay you." Although Mo Wuji didn't know that pill books were impossible to buy, he could tell from Shen Lian's tone that pill books were very precious.

The booklet that Shen Lian gave him was indeed likely to be a pill book, because there was a simple and unadorned shadow of a pill furnace on the cover.

"The only thing I can do to help you is this. After the Leap Immortal Door Assembly, I'm going to leave Chang Luo and go home. Let's meet again if fate allows," Shen Lian said, taking another sympathetic look at the unconscious Yan'er before leaving the room.

Mo Wuji didn't speak, but simply stood up and bowed once more. Shen Lian and he had met by chance. Although he had helped Shen Lian a little, compared to Shen Lian's help to him, his help could be completely ignored.

Gratitude wasn't about words but about repaying with one's actions. If he could repay her in the future, he would. If he couldn't, he believed that Shen Lian wouldn't care if a mere ordinary person like him repaid her.

"Wuji..." As soon as Shen Lian left, Ding Buer rushed in.

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