159: Mu Long, who swore allegiance

"But what? Great Master, please speak freely!"

Mu Long's heart tightened instantly, his voice trembling slightly.

"This method requires the City Lord to endure immense pain, and the effect is far from as flawless as the Pulse-Shaping Profound Pill.

After the reconnection, the Spiritual Vein in your left arm will become much more fragile and will be unable to withstand the full force of Qi impact at the Nascent Soul Stage.

It should be fine for daily circulation and casting some low-intensity Spells and Martial Skills."

Yao Delong told him the truth.

"It can restore the circulation of Qi?!"

Mu Long's voice suddenly rose, and immense surprise instantly overwhelmed him!

He had thought his left arm was useless for the rest of his life, but now there was actually hope of restoring some of its function!

This was simply a gift from the heavens! As for pain? Compared to the despair of losing an arm, what did it matter!

"Thump!"

Mu Long suddenly knelt on one knee, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply to Yao Delong, his voice choked with emotion:

"Great Master! First, you showed kindness to me in the city, then you helped my brother achieve a Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage with a Medicinal Pill, and now you are even willing to personally reconnect my broken Spiritual Vein!

For such great kindness, I, Mu Long, have no way to repay you! I, Mu Long, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao!

From this day forward, whenever the Great Master has a command, just send a message.

No matter if it is a mountain of blades or a sea of fire, I, Mu Long, will lead all of White Cloud City to arrive at the first moment, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Every word was sonorous and forceful, filled with a resolute intention of loyalty.

Outside, in the clear daylight sky, thunder suddenly rumbled; the heavens were bearing witness to Mu Long's oath.

Yao Delong quickly helped him up:

"City Lord Mu, you are too serious. It is a mere trifle; why such a grand gesture?

There is no time to lose; please arrange a quiet room, City Lord."

Soon, a heavily guarded quiet room was prepared, and only Yao Delong and Mu Long remained inside.

Yao Delong sat cross-legged behind Mu Long, his expression grave.

With a thought, that strand of emerald-green flame containing vast vitality within his Dantian—the Life-Generating Creation Fire—instantly emerged through his body, hovering in his palm and emitting a warm and powerful life aura.

"City Lord, open your mind, keep your spirit guarded, and no matter how painful it is, you must not use your power to resist!"

Yao Delong instructed in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, Great Master! I, Mu Long, can endure it!"

Mu Long gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and completely opened his mind.

Yao Delong took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and that cluster of emerald Life-Generating Creation Fire suddenly became agile.

He circulated the Essence Fire Body Refining technique of the Great Sun Body Forging Art, combined with the exquisite fire control techniques of the Void Derivation Pill Transformation Art, controlling the power of the flame to perfection!

"Go!"

With a low shout, the emerald fire transformed into a thin but extremely condensed line of fire, precisely piercing into the blocked area of Mu Long's broken Spiritual Vein in his left arm!

"Argh—!"

Even though Mu Long was prepared, when that flame drill, containing terrifying high heat and vast vitality, forcibly impacted the blocked and tough Spiritual Vein port, a sharp pain that felt like it was tearing his Soul apart instantly swept through his entire body!

He groaned, the veins on his forehead bulging, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans instantly soaked his clothes as his body trembled violently.

If not for the strong will and cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage, he would have likely fainted from the pain long ago.

Yao Delong was fully focused, his Divine Sense highly concentrated, manipulating that strand of flame like the most precise carving knife, slowly, bit by bit, drilling open the blocked Spiritual Vein ports at both ends.

This process was slow and painful; Mu Long clenched his teeth, blood even seeping from the corners of his mouth, yet he stubbornly refused to make another sound of pain.

I do not know how long it had been, but when the blocked ports at both ends were finally completely opened, forming a tiny passage, Yao Delong's eyes narrowed!

"Condense fire into a needle, transform fire into thread, reconnect!"

The hand seals in his hands changed again!

The front end of that strand of emerald fire instantly condensed into a flame needle thinner than a hair, and the rear end extended into a flame thread that was equally thin but contained powerful vitality!

The flame needle, carrying the thread, was like the most dexterous embroidery needle, precisely piercing into the broken end of one side of the Spiritual Vein, passing through the tiny passage that had just been opened, and then exiting from the broken end of the other side of the Spiritual Vein!

Immediately after, the needle guided the flame thread, moving and stitching rapidly at the broken ends of the Spiritual Vein in an incomparably mysterious trajectory!

Every time the needle and thread passed through, it was accompanied by the burning of the flame and the infusion of vitality.

The pain remained, but Mu Long could clearly feel a faint yet real current of Qi flowing with difficulty along the stitched passage!

This made him ecstatic, and he endured even more stubbornly.

Finally, when the last stitch was placed, the flame thread perfectly merged into the Spiritual Vein, and the two ends of the broken vein were forcibly "welded" together by the power of the Life-Generating Creation Fire!

"Sizzle—!"

The emerald flame instantly enveloped the entire reconnection point, like the purest source of life.

It crazily nourished and repaired the damaged Spiritual Vein tissue, accelerating its healing.

When Yao Delong slowly withdrew the Life-Generating Creation Fire, Mu Long suddenly opened his eyes, unable to wait to try circulating his Qi.

Hum!

A fluctuation of Qi, though faint and sluggish, yet incomparably clear, finally radiated from his left arm again!

Although it was far from as smooth and surging as his right arm, and could only exert about 30% of its power at its peak, this meant that his left arm was no longer just a decoration!

He could cast Spells! He could hold a sword!

"It worked! It really worked!"

Mu Long was trembling with excitement and stood up abruptly.

Looking at his left arm, which had regained its "vitality," there was a faint glint of tears in his tiger-like eyes.

He turned around abruptly, bowed deeply to Yao Delong again, his voice choked but incomparably firm:

"The kindness of the Great Master in recreating my arm, Mu Long... will never forget it for all eternity!"

Yao Delong helped up the incredibly excited Mu Long and instructed him gently: "City Lord Mu, the Spiritual Vein has just been reconnected and still needs to be nourished.

Do not use or over-exert your Qi in your left arm for long periods over these next few days. After five days, when the broken ends are completely healed and stable, your strength should be able to recover to 60% to 70% of your peak."

"60% to 70%?!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Long's tiger-like body shuddered again, and an even greater ecstasy erupted in his eyes than before!

He had originally thought that recovering 30% would be a stroke of luck from the heavens; he never expected there to be hope of recovering to 60% or 70%!

This was almost equivalent to regaining most of his arm! He was so excited that his voice was a little distorted:

"Great Master! You... you are truly Mu Long's rebirth parents! In the future, please do not call me City Lord again; just call me Mu Long!"

At this moment, in his heart, Yao Delong's status had far surpassed that of an ordinary Senior, almost that of a mentor!

Seeing him like this, Yao Delong did not say much more, only nodding slightly.

He looked up at the sky; it was already the afternoon.

"Mu Long, the hour is late. We still need to return to the Sect to report back, so we will take our leave now," Yao Delong said.

Although Mu Long was extremely reluctant and wanted to keep his benefactor for a few more days to fulfill the duties of a host, seeing that Yao Delong was determined to leave, he did not dare to force him to stay.

After a moment of thought, he immediately said: "The Great Master is eager to return, so I, Mu Long, dare not delay you.

However, the journey to the Yin Yang Sect, although short, requires passing through dangerous places like the Ten Thousand Miasma Valley.

Just in case, please allow Tie Zhu to escort the Great Master for a part of the journey!"