295: Chapter 293 Your hatred, your grievances, I accept them.

Su Lin gritted his teeth, beads of sweat densely forming on his forehead. He fused his own will completely with the [Myriad Heavens Star Chart]. The sapling of the world tree shook violently under the impact of the berserk resentment, but it stood firm and never fell.

Countless shrill phantoms flashed crazily through Su Lin's Sea of Consciousness. There were the desperate roars of The Green-robed Sword Cultivator when his Flying Sword was snapped, the painful screams of The Muscular Body Cultivator when his essence blood was drained, and countless Cultivators with blurred faces struggling and crying for help in a pool of blood.

These phantoms attempted to erode Su Lin's Dao Heart, trying to drown him with that overwhelming, mountainous resentment.

"Your hatred, your resentment, I accept it all."

Su Lin's Divine Soul emitted a magnificent sound that shook heaven and earth within his Sea of Consciousness. He did not resist these resentments but, with an extremely inclusive mindset, took the obsessions of these dead souls into the depths of his inner world, transforming them into nutrients for the growth of the world tree.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth. Your unfinished Dao, I, Su, will finish for you. That group of high-and-mighty harvesters, I, Su, will personally drag them down from their altars!"

Following Su Lin's promise, those crazily impacting resentments seemed to find a home and gradually calmed down. The berserk Impurities were all absorbed and transformed by the world tree, leaving only the clearest and purest Origin creation, which, following the guidance of the star chart, flowed continuously into the bodies of the seven people below.

This crazy reverse infusion lasted for a full three hours.

When the last drop of seven-colored liquid inside the glazed pillar was drained, the huge pillar supporting the operation of the entire inverted pyramid interior finally emitted a crisp cracking sound.

"Crack... crack..."

Countless huge cracks spread wildly along the surface of the pillar. Having lost its energy support, this hub used to steal the Luck of the Lower Realm headed completely toward collapse.

"Boom!!!"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering loud noise, the glazed pillar exploded, turning into transparent debris filling the sky. The entire dark silver metal space lost its core maintenance and began to collapse violently. The surrounding walls twisted and deformed like molten iron, and the metal dome on the ceiling fell in chunks, crashing onto the ground with deafening roars.

"Revered Master!"

Below, the seven disciples who had just completed their transformation opened their eyes simultaneously. They did not bother to experience the earth-shaking powerful strength within their bodies, their figures flashing in unison, instantly appearing beside the swaying Su Lin in mid-air.

Su Lin's condition at this moment was extremely dire. Forcibly filtering the massive resentment accumulated over a hundred thousand years had caused his Divine Soul to operate at an extreme overload. His face was as pale as paper, his Starlight Dharma Robe was dim and lusterless, and shocking blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

If not for the [Myriad Heavens Star Chart] protecting his heart meridian, this Physical Body of his, which had just stepped into the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage, would likely have collapsed long ago.

"Old Man! How are you?!" Su Hongling grabbed Su Lin's swaying body, her ruby-like eyes full of anxiety and heartache. Feeling the weak and chaotic Qi in Su Lin's body, she was so anxious that her voice was trembling.

"Don't move Revered Master around!" Chu Weiwei was quick-eyed and fast-handed; several long needles shimmering with lustrous green light instantly sank into the major acupoints on Su Lin's chest, stabilizing his life force that was on the verge of dissipating. Her pure face was taut, and her tone carried a rare severity, "Revered Master's Divine Soul is severely overdrawn, and his Meridians have also endured immense pressure. Now, there must absolutely be no rough interference from any external force!"

Cold Moon said nothing; the white-gold Imperial Dao Dragon Qi around her body turned into an indestructible light shield, repelling all the constantly falling metal debris. Her golden eyes stared fixedly at Su Lin's pale face, her fists clenched tightly.

"This place is about to collapse completely, and the Void Realm turbulence will soon flood in. We must leave immediately!"

Luo Ximei looked around; her gray heterochromatic Chaos eye keenly sensed the danger that space was being completely torn apart. She did not hesitate, summoned the [flowing sunset cloud brocade] with a backhand, and pushed this flying treasure to its limit.

"Get on the boat! I will locate the coordinates of the current world!"

Gu Qiuyue held the star disk, her ten fingers flying, frantically calculating the escape route amidst the extremely chaotic magnetic field.

Su Hongling carefully picked up Su Lin, her movements so gentle as if she were afraid of breaking a peerless treasure. The tips of her toes tapped heavily in the void, and she landed steadily on the deck of the flying boat with Su Lin. The others also leaped onto the flying boat one after another, each performing their duties, instantly pushing the defense and power Formation to the maximum.

"Boom!"

Just as the flying boat started, the entire inverted pyramid interior space met its final destruction. Endless Void Realm storms surged in crazily from all directions, instantly twisting those dark silver metal walls into nothingness.

"Charge out!!!"

Gu Qiuyue shouted sharply.

The flying boat turned into a brilliant purple-gold stream of light, and just before the Void Realm storm closed, it barely squeezed through a crack that was about to heal, diving headlong into the vast Void Realm sea.

...Inside the top-tier bedchamber of the flying boat.

Su Lin lay quietly on that huge dragon-bone bed.

Chu Weiwei sat by the bed, her hands crossed over Su Lin's wrist, continuously channeling gentle Medicine Immortal spiritual power to comb through his damaged Meridians.

The other five stood around the bed, everyone's expression exceptionally grave.

"Third, when will the Old Man wake up?"

Su Hongling paced back and forth in the room somewhat irritably, her red pupils glancing at Su Lin from time to time, "It's been a whole day, and he hasn't even moved his eyelashes!"

"Second Senior Sister, please keep quiet."

Chu Weiwei didn't even lift her head, her tone carrying a bit of fatigue, "Revered Master did this to block the backlash of that hundred-thousand-year resentment for us, and his Divine Soul consumption is immense. If not for Revered Master's profound foundation, an ordinary person would have already experienced Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He is currently in deep self-dormant repair, so there is no need to rush."

"It's all the fault of those scumbags from the Upper Realm!" Luo Ximei gritted her teeth, fierce light baring in her gray eyes, "If they hadn't set up this vicious harvesting Formation, Revered Master wouldn't have suffered such heavy injuries! Once my cultivation is completely stabilized, I will definitely kill my way up to the Nine Heavens and slaughter them all!"

Cold Moon stood with her hands behind her back in front of the window, watching the Void Realm scenery flashing by outside, her voice cold to the bone: "This blood debt is recorded by the Nanyu Divine Dynasty. When Revered Master wakes up, we will discuss the plan for a counterattack. Since they dare to treat us as an orchard, they must be prepared to have their throats cut by a sickle."

"So noisy!"

Chu Weiwei turned her head sharply; that face, which usually always wore a sweet and harmless smile, now appeared somewhat twisted due to extreme anxiety and a trace of uncontrollable irritation.

She held three long needles glowing with a ghostly purple light in her hand, her chest heaving violently, her gaze scraping like a knife over the few Senior Sisters who were still chattering and pacing back and forth by the bed.

"If you really want Revered Master's Divine Soul to shatter and his Dao Foundation to be completely destroyed, then continue arguing here!"

Chu Weiwei's voice rose sharply, carrying the unquestionable dignity of a healer, even faintly revealing a shrill determination.

"To block that flood of resentment accumulated over a hundred thousand years for us, Revered Master forcibly used his own inner world as a transfer station!"

"That is energy enough to burst a True Immortal! Even with Revered Master's profound foundation, his extraordinary Meridians are now as fragile as a spider web, and his Sea of Consciousness is on the edge of an extremely unstable storm!"

"That is the extreme resentment and the residue of Upper Realm Laws left behind after countless Ascending Prodigies died tragically over the past hundred thousand years! To prevent these mixed and tyrannical things from polluting our Dao Foundation, Revered Master forcibly used his own inner world as a filter, intercepting all the toxins, hatred, and despair deep within his own Divine Soul!"

"He now not only has to suppress that backlash of Void Realm Death Qi, but also has to divide his attention to stitch up the Meridians that are on the verge of shattering due to his forced breakthrough."

Chu Weiwei took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over the crowd, "To put it bluntly, Revered Master's body is now like a porcelain bottle filled with high-explosive dynamite. Any trace of external spiritual power fluctuation that does not belong to his Origin could potentially become the spark that detonates this bottle of dynamite!"

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to watch?" Luo Ximei's white-gold right eye was full of anxiety; the Chaos demonic energy within her body was rioting at her fingertips, yet she dared not get a step closer to Su Lin, fearing that, as Chu Weiwei said, she would trigger Revered Master's self-detonation.

"That is why I said, you all must get out."

Chu Weiwei's voice suddenly became extremely calm; she turned around and slammed the huge medical chest onto the jade table with a boom.

"Get out?!" The vines behind Ye You suddenly stood up, "Why? I want to watch over Revered Master too!"

"Because I am the Medicine Immortal, and because I am the only one here who understands medical principles!"

Chu Weiwei met Ye You's wild, slit pupils without flinching, an unquestionable Aura erupting from her petite body.

"Fourth Junior Sister, do you dare to channel even a bit of your tyrannical devouring demonic power into Revered Master's body now? Fifth Senior Sister, if your Immortal-Demonic Origin touches the extremely sensitive resentment within Revered Master's body, would it trigger an even greater Law conflict? And Second Senior Sister, besides being an eyesore, can your brute strength help Revered Master reconnect even a single damaged Meridian thinner than a hair?"

A series of questions, like a barrage of cannon fire, hit everyone in the face, leaving these peerless powerhouses who had just slaughtered their way through the other world speechless.

Yes, they had the power to destroy heaven and earth, but in the face of this rescue that was ten thousand times more delicate than embroidery, their power instead became the most dangerous poison.

"Eldest Senior Sister, you are the most sensible." Chu Weiwei turned to look at Cold Moon, her tone softening slightly, "Revered Master's treatment process is extremely dangerous and requires absolute quiet and a sterile environment. You all carry the remnants of your respective berserk Laws; staying in this bedchamber will only disturb the Qi of this place."

Cold Moon fell silent.

She looked at Su Lin, who lay on the bed with a face like gold paper, her fists clenching and releasing, a struggle flashing in her golden eyes. But the reason of being an Empress ultimately overcame the impulse of emotion.

"Third is right."

Cold Moon took a deep breath, turned around, and faced the other few Junior Sisters who were full of unwillingness.

"We can't help by staying here. Let's all go out, guard the perimeter of the bedchamber, and no one is allowed to come within half a step. If there are remnants of alien races or Void Realm creatures invading, kill without mercy."

"But..." Su Hongling still wanted to retort.

"Get out!" Cold Moon's voice rose instantly. Although her Imperial Dao pressure was not released, the dignity of the Eldest Senior Sister still made everyone's heart tremble.

Mu Qingxue was the first to move. She didn't say a word of nonsense, took a deep look at Su Lin, and then carried the [ice soul concentration tassel] and walked out the door. She knew very well that causing trouble at this moment was murder.

Luo Ximei bit her red lips, glared fiercely at Chu Weiwei, and warned in a low voice: "Chu Weiwei, you had better really be treating Revered Master. If I discover you are harboring selfish motives, or if Revered Master suffers even the slightest mishap, my myriad soul banner will definitely reserve a main position for you!"

"Fifth Senior Sister, rest assured. Weiwei's life is also Revered Master's; how could I bear to let anything happen to Revered Master?" Chu Weiwei answered with a smile, but that smile, no matter how one looked at it, revealed a creepiness that made one's spine chill.

Accompanied by the last muffled sound of the door closing, the thick agarwood door was tightly shut.

The Auras of Cold Moon and the others were completely isolated outside the door.

In the spacious and luxurious bedchamber, only Chu Weiwei and the unconscious Su Lin lying on the bed remained.

"Hoo..."

The moment she confirmed that the five Divine Senses outside the door were completely isolated by the [Sea-Calming and Soul-Soothing Formation], and that it was absolutely impossible to probe the situation inside the room.

Chu Weiwei's righteous little face, full of the dignity of a healer, instantly collapsed like melting ice and snow.

Replacing it was a kind of creepy, morbid fanaticism and excitement to the extreme!

"Finally... finally drove them all away..."

Chu Weiwei's breathing instantly became rapid, two abnormal flushes flew onto her cheeks, and in those misty big eyes, two purple heart shapes beat and enlarged crazily.

She walked step by step, like a pilgrimage, toward the dragon-bone bed.

"Revered Master... now, there are only the two of us here."

Chu Weiwei's voice was cloyingly sweet, carrying an uncontrollable tremor. She climbed onto the bed, like a soft spirit snake, and knelt silently beside Su Lin.

She looked infatuatedly at Su Lin's handsome face, which was frowning in pain, and extended a trembling fingertip, tracing along Su Lin's brow bone and nose bridge all the way down, gently and greedily.

"Only Weiwei... only Weiwei understands Revered Master's body best, knows where Revered Master hurts, and where Revered Master needs soothing."

Chu Weiwei murmured morbidly while beginning to untie the somewhat cumbersome light green Medicine Immortal dress on her body.

The outer robe slipped off, revealing only a small garment embroidered with twin lotus flowers, large patches of snow-white, delicate skin exposed to the slightly warm air.

The reason she gave herself for taking off her outer clothing was "to prevent Impurities on the clothing from contaminating Revered Master's wounds," but in reality, it was just the desire deep in her heart to get close to Su Lin without any barriers at play.

"Revered Master, we are going to start the treatment now; it will hurt a little bit, but soon... it will become very, very comfortable."