CHAPTER 315: CHAPTER 210: LET ME GO! I WANT TO GO AND HAVE A DISCUSSION WITH MR. WEN!_2

"Are you alright?" Murong Fenghua lowered her head, her eyes showing a trace of anxiety. This incident, after all, had arisen because of her. If Wen Zhixing were to be harmed like this due to her actions, how could she live with herself?

"I’m fine... Ugh..." Wen Zhixing gave a smile and shook his head, only to suddenly spew out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

How could he possibly be okay?

Li Juncheng’s cultivation had already reached the realm of the primordial spirit. That oppressive force had nearly crushed Wen Zhixing into pulp. At this moment, his internal organs were severely damaged. Even his Sea of Qi was shattered. He was critically injured and on the brink of death.

"Wen Zhixing..." Murong Fenghua was immediately startled; her keen eyesight allowed her to discern Wen Zhixing’s critical condition. A feeling of guilt welled up within her. With a flip of her slender white hands, an elixir with three stripes quickly fell into Wen Zhixing’s mouth.

It was all her fault. She had acted in panic. She had nearly gotten Wen Zhixing killed.

"Swallow it quickly." Murong Fenghua’s voice was urgent. This is the best elixir I have. I must save Wen Zhixing.

After saying this, her gaze turned coldly towards Li Juncheng, her eyes seeming as if they could devour him.

"Fairy Murong..." Li Juncheng trembled with fear under that look. His actions had not been intentional. It was an instinctive reaction from his body. Or rather, his male pride had compelled him to lash out involuntarily. Just moments ago, Wen Zhixing’s intense Yang Qi had struck him, inciting a defensive response from his body.

To put it simply: he refused to accept it! Why should *you* be so incredible? What do you mean, blasting me away like that?! It was a man’s damned competitive spirit!

"Li Juncheng, what are you doing!"

This outcry did not come from Murong Fenghua, but from Qinglian Fairy, who had recovered. Her condition had rapidly stabilized, and her complexion returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. At this moment, there was also a hint of anger in her eyes. It wasn’t that she felt heartfelt pain for Wen Zhixing. Rather, Li Juncheng’s sudden attack was what she found particularly displeasing.

"Qinglian Fairy, I..." Li Juncheng’s heart trembled once more. He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. He had simply forgotten how weak Wen Zhixing actually was. This meager strength was utterly disproportionate to that freakishly potent Yang Qi.

"Hahaha, everyone... I’m fine, COUGH COUGH... I’m fine... PTUI... Ugh..." Just then, even as Wen Zhixing spat blood, he signaled that he was unharmed.

His body was the Longevity Body. An injury that would be fatal to an ordinary person would only take him a few seconds to recover from. To avoid exposing himself, he continued to feign critical injury, as if he were on the verge of death but miraculously clinging to life.

"Are you really okay?"

"Yes, I’m fine." Wen Zhixing nodded.

Seeing Wen Zhixing speak, Murong Fenghua withdrew her gaze and said nothing more.

"Fenghua..." As Qinglian Fairy moved to approach him, she noticed Wen Zhixing’s face suddenly flush a deep red. A wildly aggressive medicinal power exploded within his body.

"Hm? This elixir... something’s not right..." Wen Zhixing also felt something amiss immediately. Wasn’t the potency of this elixir too ferocious? Compared to this elixir, the ones I got from the Wonderous Palace were no better than sheep dung! His body began to swell at an incredibly fast rate.

[The elixir you have ingested is the Genius Spirit Pill. It has three stripes, and its efficacy has reached a shocking eightfold. Your body cannot endure such fierce potency and is about to burst.]

[Genius Spirit Pill: Purple Quality. Cultivators at the Genius Spirit Realm can consume this pill to enhance their potential and accelerate the condensation of their Genius Spirit.]

[Each stripe on an elixir directly doubles its potency.]

[Using 80,000 Fortune Points, it can be upgraded to Golden Quality.]

[Due to the special nature of the stripes, the required Fortune Points for upgrading are also doubled.]

"Are you insane, giving me such a powerful elixir?" When Wen Zhixing saw the information on the panel, he was somewhat dumbfounded.

This wasn’t an elixir someone at my realm should consume! On top of that, its efficacy is eightfold. Even I nearly burst instantly from it. Even with my Longevity Body, if I were to explode completely, leaving no trace behind, I’d most likely be dead for good.

"This is bad..." Seeing this, Murong Fenghua’s complexion instantly turned pale. In her haste, she had taken out the best elixir she had. This is an elite elixir with three stripes. Even without any stripes, this Genius Spirit Pill is meant to be consumed only after breaking through to the Genius Spirit Realm. Let alone one with three stripes. The fact that Wen Zhixing wasn’t instantly blown apart is already proof that his foundation far surpasses that of cultivators of the same realm.

"Fenghua, what happened? What elixir did you feed him?" Qinglian Fairy quickly stepped forward. She remained calm, her slender white hands transforming into fingers that instantly touched Wen Zhixing’s forehead. A gentle force instantly surged in, protecting his Sea of Sense. This way, even if Wen Zhixing bursts, his divine soul’s foundation can still be preserved, she thought. However, she didn’t dare exert more force, fearing one careless move could cause Wen Zhixing to detonate.

"I... I... I fed him the Genius Spirit Pill..." Murong Fenghua quickly calmed down as well.

"The Genius Spirit Pill? Well, that’s a relief." Upon hearing this, Qinglian Fairy let out a sigh of relief. She had consumed quite a few of these elixirs in the past and knew a lot about them. The Genius Spirit Pill’s medicinal effects are relatively gentle, she thought. In that case, the problem shouldn’t be too serious.

"It’s a Genius Spirit Pill with three stripes," Murong Fenghua spoke again, her expression grave as she added this piece of information.

"Three... three stripes..." Upon hearing these words, Qinglian Fairy, who had started to relax, was suddenly befuddled. "Are you crazy! How can a Fifth Realm cultivator withstand such potent medicine!"

"I..." Murong Fenghua was instantly at a loss for words. I truly hadn’t thought it through. I just saw Wen Zhixing severely injured and, in my urgency, wanted to heal him with the best elixir I had. But I overlooked whether the medicinal effect was too powerful for Wen Zhixing to bear.

"Purgatory Furnace! Nine-Turns Sun Sutra!" While Murong Fenghua and Qinglian Fairy were still figuring out what to do, Wen Zhixing had already started to save himself. The Purgatory Furnace and the Nine-Turns Sun Sutra began to operate instantly.

BOOM!

[Your Purgatory Furnace is now fully ignited, devouring energy.]

It’s all up to you now, Purgatory Furnace and Nine-Turns Sun Sutra. This woman is seriously unreliable, Wen Zhixing thought. He closed his eyes. Disregarding the others, he focused on holding on.

The Purgatory Furnace inside his body began to operate wildly, eagerly absorbing the medicinal potency. The immense medicinal power finally had an outlet. The Purgatory Furnace was far more formidable than before. It began to continuously absorb the medicinal power at an extremely rapid rate.

And that wasn’t the end of it.

[Your Nine-Turns Sun Sutra is rapidly circulating.]

The Purgatory Furnace alone might not be fast enough, Wen Zhixing knew. This medicinal power is also perfect for cultivation. The Nine-Turns Sun Sutra requires a tremendous amount of energy to practice. If I can harness all this, I might even turn this disaster into a blessing.

Even so, despite activating both the Purgatory Furnace and the Nine-Turns Sun Sutra, Wen Zhixing’s body continued to slowly swell. This sudden eruption of medicinal power was far greater than he had imagined. Wen Zhixing had no other choice but to persevere on his own. Perhaps a turning point will appear. And if I absorb more of this power, even if I do explode, I might not die. As long as my head remains intact, that should be enough.

"Qinglian, save him." At this moment, Murong Fenghua looked towards Qinglian Fairy. A layer of mist welled up in her eyes. She knew very well that Qinglian Fairy possessed a secret skill that could alleviate these symptoms. She was genuinely worried about Wen Zhixing. It was her deepest, most fundamental instinct. Regardless of anything else, the connection between her divine soul and Wen Zhixing’s was exceptionally close. This was an unalterable fact.

"This... Alright, I’ll give it a try." Upon hearing this, Qinglian Fairy’s eyes showed a flicker of unusual color. In fact, seeing Murong Fenghua so worried, Qinglian Fairy felt a pang of jealousy. But... I can’t refuse Murong Fenghua’s request, she thought.

"Come, let’s go to my residence first." Murong Fenghua glanced at Wen Zhixing, who had become "round and bloated," already having a plan in mind.