1138: Chapter 337: The Solar Eclipse is Approaching_2 1138: Chapter 337: The Solar Eclipse is Approaching_2 Ji Feixue looked at him and asked with a smile, “What are you doing?”
Su He smiled, “I’m building a home.
After I leave, you can live in the garden I built with my own hands, and let every plant and tree keep you company in my place.”
Ji Feixue was taken aback, and suddenly tears fell.
At the Stepping Sky Five-fold, her cultivator’s heart was as steadfast as a rock, yet somehow, these words provoked tears.
As soon as Su He spoke, he wanted to slap himself hard for such nonsense.
He wasn’t building a home!
He only recreated a garden in this place modeled after Lady Ji Feixue’s garden from a future life.
He transformed into his human form and rushed over in a few strides, took Ji Feixue’s umbrella and held her tightly in his arms, “Pah, pah, pah!
I was talking nonsense, this is the first time I lied to you, truly.
I just wanted to provoke your tears and deceive you into giving me your body!”
Ji Feixue shook her head, remaining silent.
She was turned around by Su He and kissed deeply.
After a long while when they parted, Su He rested his forehead against hers and whispered, “You don’t need to overthink.
This time, I am going to steal the Taoist Ancestor’s Fingerbone to save you.
But time doesn’t bind me!
I will definitely come back, and I won’t leave you to wait here alone for hundreds of thousands of years!”
Which man could bear to abandon such a ravishing lady alone in a time that’s 730,000 years in the past?
Ji Feixue smiled but did not speak.
Instead, she pulled him back to their cave dwelling, stopping beside the swing and turning to look at him.
Su He’s breathing grew heavier, but then he shook his head, “Wife, stop teasing.
I really was blathering nonsense, but I will certainly return.
If I don’t have enough energy, I’ll ask my little aunt or the you from 730,000 years later to help, and we’ll hunt down the old ancestors of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.
Killing one should be enough to get me back several times over.”
This time, it was the great sun’s explosion that had brought him back, but ninety percent of the explosion’s force was used to attack the Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor.
The tiny fraction that entered the Star Ring was enough to send him through.
To return without hunting down the Sealed Emperor Old Ancestor, wouldn’t it make sense to form a team with little aunt and Wasteland Ancestor Uncle Luo to, at the very least, chop off one of their ancestor’s hands?
The energy contained within one hand would suffice to bring Su He back to this era.
He didn’t need to come too often, perhaps just once every few thousand years would be good.
While he planned, Ji Feixue looked down at the swing and then turned to him, “Are you scared?”
Her tone, one-third cold, one-third questioning, and one-third…
faintly mocking.
Instantly, Su He’s temper flared.
Was there anything he dared not do?
He stepped down, creating a curtain of water that dispersed in all directions, shielding the rain outside their dwelling and drying the swing in an instant.
He pushed Ji Feixue onto the swing.
“Little lady, do you want to be on top or bottom?”
A hint of embarrassment colored Ji Feixue’s face, yet she maintained a cool expression, biting her lip as she gazed at him in silence.
Su He tilted her chin up, just about to bend down toward her.
When Ji Feixue raised her hand and pushed two Pill Medicines into his mouth.
One was familiar to him; it was the Heart Cleansing Pill he had mistakenly turned into a Dual Cultivation Special Pill while learning from Ji Feixue.
The other, although unrecognizable to him, was discernible thanks to the time spent by her side, and his eyes immediately widened.
Emperor Ma Shi?
Emperor Ma Shi’s pill formula?
Had his wife actually produced it?
Was she serious?
…
In the Undamaged Realm, Emperor Ma Shi hid among Wangjun and Maple Ancestor, looking at the broken world, his mood growing worse.
With the Undamaged Realm missing a Heaven Seven-fold cultivator, he concealed his identity and temporarily hid there.
Acting covertly twice, he made others believe the Yi River’s presence was still there, preventing them from treating it lightly.
“Fellow cultivator, how long do you estimate Fairy Ji will need to complete her healing before she can come to the Undamaged Realm?” Maple Ancestor quietly inquired.
The Undamaged Realm had not been under major attack, but even with their trio’s watch, several people had disappeared without a trace these days.
No signs were apparent; they simply vanished.
And of the clansmen who returned from the outer world lately, nearly half had mysteriously disappeared.
There had to be a Heaven Seven-fold secretly intervening, or someone proficient in concealment!
Emperor Ma Shi stroked his beard, his eyes also showing some urgency.
Amongst the descendents with the Bu Tian Clan’s bloodline, the Tian Nu Clan was the main branch.
In fact, without the Tian Nu Clan’s meritorious support, all clans would suffer, even to the brink of extinction.
For such a reason, with the Tian Nu Clan occupying the Undamaged Realm, the other clans had no objections.
Emperor Ma Shi sighed, “If those two used my medicine, recovery would naturally speed up.
With sufficient foundation and enough diligence, recuperating in a mere three to five months is possible.
If the medicine wasn’t used…
perhaps it would take years.”
This was his judgment based on the remnants of Yin Yang energy.
Balance is essential for all things; when balance is disrupted, maladies arise.
Unaware of Ji Feixue’s specific condition, he could only infer, based on the residual energy over Yunmeng Ze, how she needed to be treated, hence, leaving behind a prescription.
Even if it wasn’t a perfect match, considering Ji Feixue’s prowess in Pill Medicine, adjustments shouldn’t be too difficult.
Maple Ancestor’s face showed increasing urgency.
Although few years were insignificant for cultivators who secluded themselves for centuries or millennia, for the Undamaged Realm, the loss was too great.
“It’s unknown which methods Friend Su He used for healing; could you share some insight?
I’ve lived long enough, and perhaps by sheer luck, I might know something.”
Even hastening the process by one or two months would help.
The Tian Nu Clan was too small; the whole clan amounted to just a few thousand people.
The losses over the past two years exceeded those of the past million years.
No ancestor could bear such a loss.
Emperor Ma Shi shook his head, “It cannot be spoken of, cannot be spoken of!”
He had seen the results, which were his own skill to discover.
It wasn’t for others to know.
If he publicized it far and wide, it would be akin to courting death.