272: Destruction before construction

Relying on the rapid speed of the golden peng wings, Su Ling arrived at the previous battlefield after a moment.

"Su Ling!"

Lu Tao looked up and saw Su Ling appear, shouting with surprise, "Where did you go just now? Are you alright?"

Earlier, just as the situation on the battlefield had stabilized, Su Ling had vanished.

Lu Tao was anxious, but there were still many undead creatures around.

Song Moting and the others were all heavily injured, their combat power greatly reduced.

He could only continue to fight, trying his best to protect everyone.

Fortunately, a sudden change occurred later; a large number of undead creatures were either annihilated or fled.

Following that was a sky full of thunder, and the eye of the great dao appeared.

Faced with this situation, Lu Tao did not dare to be careless. He could only continue to act as a Protector for everyone while they recovered from their injuries as much as possible.

After not seeing him for just over two hours, a pair of large wings had actually sprouted from Su Ling's back!

This domineering posture made Lu Tao quite envious.

"I'm fine. Revered Master arrived just now and took me away."

Su Ling simply made up a full-of-holes excuse and retracted his golden peng wings, slowly landing.

"It's good that you're here. I need to rush back to the Command Post!"

Seeing Su Ling land, Lu Tao said hurriedly.

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Su Ling was puzzled. He looked around and asked casually, "By the way, where is Senior Sister Murong? Wasn't she with you?"

"She..."

Lu Tao's eyes dimmed as he whispered, "To protect me, she used Ice Frost Funeral."

Su Ling's eyes narrowed, and his expression turned cold. "You go back first. We will return shortly!"

The battle had ceased; all that remained was to clear out the rest of the undead creatures.

For the Cultivators in the squad, the most urgent matter currently was healing.

"Alright."

Lu Tao nodded and flew away as a streak of sword light.

His current speed was much faster than the taixu boat.

Su Ling scanned with his Divine Sense, taking in the entire scene at a glance.

Song Moting was covered in wounds, with two bloody holes in his shoulder and thigh.

Qi Yunling's arm was severed at the elbow, and his bare upper body was covered in corrosion marks.

Luo Xuanxiao's face was pale, his aura extremely weak, with two saber scars emitting Death Qi on his shoulder blade.

One of Zhao Lie's legs had been bitten off, and the spear in his hand was only half-length.

Qin Jueying and Lu Chenzhou had fallen into a coma, barely hanging on by a thread.

The one in the best condition was actually Chen Miaoyin.

Having been desperately protected by Song Moting, she was currently placing Medicinal Pills into the mouths of the surviving Cultivators.

Of the more than 140 Canglang cultivators, fewer than thirty remained.

Of the thousands of War Slaves, only about ten of the strongest remained. They were all heavily injured, struggling to devour the nearby corpses of War Slaves to replenish their energy.

Su Ling sighed softly and took out a rejuvenation pill, crushing it.

The dense medicinal power instantly spread out, surging into the bodies of the injured under his control.

With the help of the Immortal Pill's medicinal power, everyone's condition immediately improved.

"Senior Sister Chen, let's take them back to the Command Post to recover first!"

Su Ling released the Gale thunder boat. With a surge of magic power, he lifted each Cultivator and War Slave into the Flying Boat.

Chen Miaoyin silently used a storage ring to carefully collect the corpses of the fallen they had found earlier.

However, in the dense sea of undead, most of the corpses could not be recovered.

Only a dozen or so incomplete remains were left.

At this, everyone's eyes grew dim... Upon returning to the Command Post, the scene was one of utter devastation, with skeletons and corpses everywhere.

Only then did everyone realize that the Command Post had also been attacked by an undead tide.

There had even been a Rank 7 Dark Knight who had fought fiercely with the True Immortal stationed here.

Flying Boats returned one after another carrying the injured, and the entire Command Post was thrown into a state of busy activity.

With the healing pills and Spells of the Immortal Realm, as long as one was still breathing, they could basically be saved.

Severed limbs didn't matter either; with a bit of time, they could always be restored to their original state.

Handing over the squad's injured to the logistics medical Cultivators, Su Ling and Chen Miaoyin hurriedly rushed to where Lu Tao was.

Entering the immortal ship's cave residence, they immediately saw Murong Yue lying on the bed with her eyes closed in sleep.

Her face was rosy, but her aura was very weak.

"Did you feed her the rejuvenation immortal pill?"

Su Ling looked at the somewhat dejected Lu Tao and asked softly.

"Yes, I've fed it to her."

Lu Tao nodded silently and said despondently, "But the rejuvenation immortal pill can only repair Yueyue's body... Her Divine Soul and Dao foundation are completely damaged. I don't know when she will wake up."

"Don't worry."

Su Ling patted his shoulder and comforted him, "The Sect must have pills that can cure Senior Sister Murong. We'll go to the Logistics Hall to ask in a bit."

Murong Yue was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and it was just her Divine Soul that was damaged. If Rank 5 or 6 pills didn't work, weren't there other Divine Soul-type Immortal Pills?

It was nothing more than spending some Spirit Stones.

A damaged Dao foundation was a bit troublesome... but even if the Sect didn't have pills to treat it, wasn't there still Grandmaster?

Surely the Star Refining Dao Sect would have such pills.

"Junior Brother Lu."

Chen Miaoyin stepped forward, sat at the head of the bed, and stroked Murong Yue's hair, smiling gently. "Don't worry too much. We'll find a way together. We can definitely restore Yueyue to how she was!"

"Exactly, cheer up."

Su Ling pulled Lu Tao up and headed out. "Senior Sister Chen is here to take care of her. You come with me to the Logistics Hall."

Lu Tao looked back reluctantly and then turned away resolutely.

Arriving at the Logistics Hall, after some inquiries, the two of them finally felt relieved.

As a top-tier Cultivation Technique of the Sect, many Disciples practiced the Profound Water Cold Ice Art.

The Sect was also well-prepared for the Ice Frost Funeral, a Spell with significant side effects.

It could be restored using the Soul-Nurturing Spirit-Summoning Immortal Pill, supplemented by the Essence-Nurturing Foundation-Tempering Immortal Pill.

Not only that, but with certain ice-attribute Rank 6 pills and rare spiritual materials, the Cultivator who used this technique could even find rebirth through destruction and reconstruct their Foundation.

However, the quantity of pills required was extremely large.

Converted to Spirit Stones, it would cost at least a million High-Grade Spirit Stones.

It was definitely not something an ordinary Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation Cultivator could afford.

Even a Body Integration Stage Cultivator would find it painful.

Murong Yue's Revered Master was only a Middle Stage Body Integration Cultivator, and she wasn't his only Disciple.

There was a high probability he wouldn't spend that many Spirit Stones for a Disciple whose talent wasn't top-tier.

But Su Ling and Lu Tao could completely afford it!

Especially Lu Tao, who without hesitation took out all the High-Grade Spirit Stones previously gifted to him by True Lord Lu Feng.

He exchanged them all for the pills needed for Murong Yue's recovery.

"If this isn't enough... don't worry, you still have me!"

Su Ling smiled slightly and patted his chest in assurance.

This was Lu Tao's sentiment, so he didn't fight with Lu Tao to pay.

As a brother, he just needed to have Lu Tao's back.

Knowing that Murong Yue could recover and even go a step further, the heavy stone hanging in Lu Tao's heart finally fell.

He chuckled and nodded to Su Ling, "Yeah, I won't be polite with you."

Su Ling winked and teased, "Now you finally know Senior Sister Murong's feelings for you, right?"

"I know."

Lu Tao nodded vigorously, a trace of tenderness appearing in his eyes. "I will never fail her!"

"That's good."

Su Ling laughed heartily. "Go back. Let Senior Sister Murong wake up as soon as possible. She must be hoping to see you soon."