788: You two take your time browsing, no rush to come back!

Inside the main hall, one could hear a pin drop!

Everyone, including Ji Yanshuang, held their breath and widened their eyes, staring fixedly at this miraculous scene!

Using Divine Fire as a guide to temper the Meridians! Seizing the creation of heaven and earth! Such methods had already exceeded the scope of their understanding!

Half an hour later...

The runes at Yao Delong's fingertips suddenly retracted.

The Nine-Colored Glazed Flames enveloping Mu Long's left arm instantly dissipated.

Mu Long snapped his eyes open!

He subconsciously circulated his Cultivation Technique!

Hum!

Vast Nascent Soul essence, like a surging river, poured into his left arm without any obstruction and with absolute smoothness! The faint sense of stagnation and pain from before was completely gone! He could even feel that the Meridians in his left arm contained a stronger sense of power than his right arm!

"Re... recovered! It's really... completely recovered!" Mu Long's voice trembled with extreme excitement! Tears of wild joy instantly welled up in his eyes! He suddenly looked at Yao Delong, so excited that he was about to kneel down again!

Yao Delong had already expected this and lightly waved his hand: "Alright, the city's defense affairs are heavy, and I'll have to trouble you all." His voice carried a trace of imperceptible fatigue; this delicate operation had consumed quite a bit of his mental energy. "Miss Han, I'll trouble you to lead the way."

He didn't give Mu Long and the others another chance to express their tearful gratitude, looking directly at Han Ruyi.

"Ah? Yes! Benefactor, please follow me!" Han Ruyi snapped out of her daze and quickly responded, her gaze toward Yao Delong filled with a deeper level of shock and reverence.

Han Tianzheng also immediately gave his daughter a meaningful look.

Han Ruyi suppressed the throbbing in her heart, made a gesture of invitation to Yao Delong and Qiong Shuang, and said gently: "Benefactor, Fairy, please follow Ruyi."

Under Han Ruyi's guidance, Yao Delong took Qiong Shuang and gracefully left the deliberation hall, leaving behind a group of Cultivators with complex expressions who were unable to regain their senses for a long time.

Inside the hall, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

After a long while.

Ji Yanshuang slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, her beautiful eyes flashing with sharp light as she murmured to herself: "Nine-colored glaze... the birth of creation... this kid... is hiding much deeper than I imagined!"

Mu Long tightly gripped his restored left arm, feeling the surging power. With tears in his tiger-like eyes, the loyalty and gratitude in his heart had climbed to the peak!

Han Tianzheng looked at his daughter's back as she led the way, then looked in the direction where Yao Delong had disappeared. His eyes were complex, finally turning into a long sigh.

Under Han Ruyi's guidance, Yao Delong and Qiong Shuang passed through the winding and elegant corridors behind the City Lord's Mansion, arriving at a quiet guest house area with abundant Spiritual Qi.

"Benefactor, these are the two best upper rooms in the mansion. You and this Fairy please rest here." Han Ruyi pointed to two spacious, bright, and luxuriously decorated yet elegant rooms, her voice gentle.

She had arranged everything extremely meticulously, even specifically instructing the maids to prepare spiritual spring baths and spiritual fruit snacks.

However, Han Ruyi's heart was far from being as calm as it appeared on the surface.

A young girl's heart was currently racing like a panicked deer.

Years ago, that figure who had changed his appearance, appeared mysteriously, and saved her father's life with heaven-defying medical skills had been deeply imprinted in her heart. That brief glimpse back then, the first awakening of a young girl's love, had already been tied to that one person.

Later, she was fortunate enough to see the Benefactor's true face again. At that time, he was already a peerless Prodigy at Nascent Soul Perfection, even more elegant! Although she had reached Golden Core Perfection and was hailed as the Pearl of Bhikkhu City, she could only look up to him.

What made her heart even more bitter was that Li Linger, the Saintess of the Moyang Sect whose appearance, status, and cultivation were not inferior to hers, also seemed to have secret feelings for the Benefactor. The two equally proud girls, in their silent competition, ultimately failed to take a step closer.

Later, bad news arrived. The Benefactor was heavily injured by a demonic Cultivator's sneak attack and fled far away, without even a goodbye... She had been melancholy for a long time.

Now... Han Ruyi secretly looked up, watching the man before her whose posture was as upright as a pine, whose aura was as deep as the sea, and whose cultivation had even stepped into the legendary Void Refining realm.

He was more steady and restrained than back then, and also more powerful and dazzling!

That admiration buried deep in her heart for many years was like a spark being ignited, instantly turning into a prairie fire! It became more scorching and more difficult to suppress!

Who wouldn't admire such a peerless Prodigy?

He saved her kin's life, he protected the peace of her hometown, he was powerful, handsome, and mysterious... He was the irreplaceable deity in her heart.

After settling the two of them down, Han Ruyi looked at the still-early sky outside the window, and a surge of unprecedented courage rose in her heart.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her racing heart, and summoned the greatest courage of her life. She gave Yao Delong a graceful bow, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling:

"Benefactor, it's still early. Although the city has suffered from war, the core market is still quite lively and supplies what Cultivators need. Why don't... why don't Ruyi take you and this Fairy out for a stroll? It might help you relax?" She tried to make her gaze look natural, but her slightly red ears betrayed her inner nervousness.

Yao Delong was just about to politely decline; he preferred to sit quietly and adjust his breath for a while.

"Okay, okay! I want to go! I want to go eat delicious food!" Beside him, Qiong Shuang immediately jumped up in excitement, her big eyes sparkling. She pulled on Yao Delong's sleeve and shook it hard, "Big Brother! Let's go, let's go! I can already smell the fragrance!"

"Hee hee, little foodie, Big Sister will take you!" A clear, teasing female voice rang out.

Swish!

A figure dressed in a jet-black, magnificent palace dress, with a face that was peerlessly beautiful and cold yet tinged with a bit of demonic charm, appeared out of thin air. It was none other than the artifact spirit of the ethereal kite immortal-slaying sword—You Yuan!

She lazily stretched, her graceful curves fully revealed. Her gaze drifted between Han Ruyi and Yao Delong, a playful smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

"Leave the little girl to me." Without allowing any argument, she grabbed Qiong Shuang's shoulder and, with a flicker of her body, turned into a black stream of light and flew outside, leaving behind only a string of silver-bell-like laughter filled with mischief:

"Kid, you two take your time strolling, no rush to come back~"

Yao Delong: "..."

He looked in the direction where the two foodies had disappeared and shook his head helplessly.

"Benefactor..." Seeing that Yao Delong still seemed to be hesitating, Han Ruyi grew anxious and could no longer care about a young woman's reserve.

As if possessed, she actually took a direct step forward, reached out her soft, slightly cool hand, and grabbed Yao Delong's broad, warm hand!

"Let's go!"

Blushing, she lowered her head, not daring to look into Yao Delong's eyes, yet she stubbornly held his hand, almost half-dragging him out of the guest house area.

That soft, smooth sensation and the unique cool delicacy of a young girl's skin were instantly transmitted from his palm.

Yao Delong was slightly stunned. Feeling the slightly trembling yet exceptionally firm hand in his, and seeing the girl's blushing profile and her swan-like graceful neck, a strange ripple rose in his heart. In the end, he did not pull away, allowing her to lead him toward the bustling market of Bhikkhu City that still stubbornly existed amidst the smoke of war.

Stepping out of the City Lord's Mansion's range, the noisy voices of people, the thick atmosphere of daily life, and the scents of various spiritual materials and Medicinal Pills rushed toward them.