The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

Mu Yingsheng stood on the high platform, looking up at the sky, where a certain green light was flickering.

There seemed to be cracks in the sky not far away, and faint crackling sounds could be heard.

At this moment, the crack suddenly healed at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye it was as good as new.

Mu Yingsheng, upon seeing this, immediately realized something and called out to the disciple guarding the door, "Someone come!"

"The disciple is here."

"Go notify the other three sects and four schools to come over!"

After a while, the leaders of the other three sects and four schools all arrived. The disciples tactfully withdrew, closed the door, and set up a barrier.

Tan Luo was a little tired. He had not been able to find Hu Xingtong's soul for these days and he had no energy to care about other things. As soon as he came in, he found a place to sit down. The others did not dare to laugh at him. Instead, they took out their own spiritual treasures and gave them to him.

Mu Yingsheng looked at Tan Luo like this and smiled with relief. When he smiled, everyone knew it was good news, and the sorrow they had felt for the past six months also eased a little at this moment.

"Today, I observed the sky and saw a broken part, but just now, it was restored..." When Mu Yingsheng finished speaking, the onlookers were all stunned. The meaning was self-evident.

"Xingtong is back?" Tan Luo stood up suddenly and looked at Mu Yingsheng with strong expectation in his eyes.

The latter just smiled, nodded, and reassured him: "Just go back and take a look."

This was undoubtedly good news for everyone. On the day when Hu Xingtong's soul disappeared, disasters of varying degrees occurred in the entire world of cultivation.

For example, natural disasters that rarely occur in the mortal world in a thousand years have occurred repeatedly in the past six months. The monsters in the Western Regions have also repeatedly launched beast tides in the past six months. In the Demonic Land, there are frequent unrests for unknown reasons. Not long ago, Mu Yingsheng even accidentally discovered that the sky and the earth were collapsing.

It was not until today, after hearing what Mu Yingsheng said, that everyone realized it again and confirmed it, and then went back to confirm the situation in the hinterland.

At this moment, Tan Luo suddenly appeared in Hu Xingtong's courtyard, causing Tan Yuruo, who was trying to make malt candy, to be stunned for a moment before turning to greet him: "Disciple greets Master."

Tan Luo waved his hand, signaling her not to be so polite. He glanced at her clothes and couldn't help asking, "How is your senior sister?"

Tan Yuruo was stunned for a moment, her expression becoming dejected again as she replied, "Senior Sister is still not awake."

Seeing this, Tan Luo couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He clenched his hands into fists and said, "Pack up and come with me to check on your senior sister."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared in Tan Yuruo's eyes. Even the master said so. She thought that her senior sister must be showing signs of waking up. She quickly cast a cleansing spell on herself, tidied herself up, and then followed Tan Luo.

The two of them walked into Hu Xingtong's room together. Listening to the faint breathing sound, Tan Yuruo's heart also fluctuated. This was the first time in such a long time that she could hear her senior sister breathing.

Tan Luo walked lightly to the bedside and slowly sat down, his eyes gently falling on Hu Xingtong's slightly pale face. He reached out and gently touched Hu Xingtong's wrist. After closing his eyes and sensing for a moment, his brows relaxed slightly.

"Xingtong's soul has indeed returned, and her soul fluctuations are indeed much stronger than before. Although she has not fully recovered, it is already a sign of awakening." Tan Luo's voice was low and full of hope, as if it reassured Tan Yuruo's doubts.

Upon hearing this, Tan Yuruo's eyes welled up slightly. The worry and anxiety she'd felt recently transformed into tears, which welled up in her eyes, yet she fought hard to hold them back. "Really? Master, can Senior Sister really wake up?" Her voice was choked with a sob, but more so, it was filled with indescribable joy.

Tan Luo gently patted Tan Yuruo's shoulder and gave her the strongest encouragement: "Believe in your teacher, and believe in yourself. Xingtong is blessed with a long life and will definitely survive this disaster."

Hearing this, Tan Yuruo finally couldn't help herself, tears rolled down her cheeks, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She nodded vigorously, as if telling herself and Tan Luo that she would wait until the day Hu Xingtong truly woke up.

Upon receiving the news that Hu Xingtong was about to wake up, Tan Yuruo's first thought was to tell the good news to his fellow disciples who were suppressing the rebellion outside the sect, as well as Ling Xian.

So, on the fifth day, the gate of Hu Xingtong's courtyard was surrounded by people, including Ye Nanhe and Gu Sihe from the Yu Jian Sect, Ming Zhiyan from the Fu Zhen Sect, Si Nan from the Yin Chan Sect, Nan Ling from the Wan Beast Sect, and Wen Zhao from the Huan Yi Pavilion.

At this moment, Ling Xian was standing at the far door with Sun Ze and his group, and behind him was Tan Yuruo. Tan Yuruo looked at everyone and said in a low voice: "Senior Sister hasn't woken up yet, only her soul has returned. You don't have to come all the way to take a look, right?"

"What do you know? She's my best friend. She fell down. I came to see what happened?" Gu Sihe snorted in dissatisfaction.

"That won't work either. Senior sister's spiritual power is still weak. She is still recuperating. We can't disturb her." Tan Yuruo growled in a calm voice, and it was obvious that he was a little anxious.

"Okay, Sihe, stop making trouble. Take this. It's a spiritual plant that is beneficial to the recuperation of the soul's power. It's just suitable for Xiao Xingtong to use now." Ye Nanhe handed a jade box to Sun Ze and then pulled Gu Sihe away.

Ming Zhiyan came next. He said little, handed over a wooden box, and introduced: "Talisman paper for nourishing the spirit and soul, just place it by her bed."

"Thank you..." Sun Ze thanked him and watched Ming Zhiyan leave.

Next, Nan Ling and Si Nan each took out the things they had prepared and handed them over, then left tactfully, leaving Wen Zhao alone standing there hesitating.

"Master Wen, my junior sister is still resting and I'm afraid she can't meet you." Han Qianyu said in a bad tone. Standing in front of Wen Zhao, she looked like an old mother protecting her cub.

Wen Zhao was stunned for a moment, not knowing where Han Qianyu's hostility came from. He could only scratch his head awkwardly and handed over a jade storage ring. He said, "This is something Xingxing asked me to prepare before she left. It also contains some spiritual treasures I prepared to nourish her spirit. Please give it to her."

After saying this, Wen Zhao did not stop. He pursed his lips and glanced at the yard behind everyone before leaving.

"Second Senior Sister, why are you so hostile to Pavilion Master Wen?" Xiao Yuheng was a shrewd man. He had noticed that Han Qianyu's palms were clenched into fists when she was talking. It looked like she was ready to fight, so he had to ask the reason.

"Why else? Didn't you notice the way Wen Zhao looked at Third Junior Sister? He always looked at her with admiration for her. And just now, his eyes didn't want to leave her. It's obvious that he likes Third Junior Sister." Han Qianyu explained angrily. The more she spoke, the more she regretted not being harsher in her tone.

After handing all the things to Ling Xian and Tan Yuruo, Han Qianyu just instructed: "Junior sister, if you feel tired, tell me and I will replace you."