My best friend asked me if I was still doing system tasks.

Luo Hanying didn't bother with formalities and asked directly, "We understand the general situation, but we don't know how else we can help you? You're covered in injuries."

Despite his pain, Changshui explained, "There's nothing I can do; you can't help me."

The formation was violently destroyed, so the stagnant energy couldn't dissipate and instead gathered on me. I can only purify it slowly myself.

"It says that twenty people came here eight years ago, so we asked them if anything happened to them eight years ago that left a deep impression on them. Why don't they tell us?"

Ruan Chayan's mind was in a mess. "Logically speaking, if someone who claims to be an immortal comes to this place, mortals should have a deep impression of him."

"They don't remember, or maybe they don't know about it? But twenty people should be quite conspicuous, right? Are all the people who knew about it dead? Okay, I know this is very unreliable, I'm just making this up."

Luo Hanying made some guesses and finally said, "Forget it, I don't know, I can't figure it out. Anyway, it must have been done by the cultivators of Canghai Realm and the disciples of Taibai Pavilion. Junior Uncle has already found out their problem."

"If it weren't for the disciples of Taibai Pavilion, we wouldn't be separated now."

Ruan Chayan let out a long sigh of worry, and then asked, "Now that you are being afflicted by the turbid air, can you still restore Changshui to its former glory?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have the energy to absorb spiritual energy and activate the water spiritual energy right now. It's already difficult enough for me to keep myself clear-headed and kind."

Changshui's answer was exactly what the two expected. Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying exchanged a glance and fell silent.

Changshui is currently being corrupted by turbid energy, which contains the malice, evil spirits, and filth of the world. The fact that it hasn't fallen into demonic possession is due to its strong mentality and excellent control over its own abilities.

Ruan Chayan said with a heavy heart: "The system hasn't announced the completion of our mission yet. I reckon we'll have to find a way to purify the white mist on its body."

Luo Hanying was completely clueless: "We're not alchemists, how would we know how to cure diseases and save lives? Besides, it's a Five Elements Spirit, how are we supposed to help it purify its turbid energy?"

It itself said that we can't help.

"7195, as the system, shouldn't you be giving us task prompts?"

Ruan Chayan didn't make things difficult for herself; instead, she chose to challenge the system. ["Logically, shouldn't your mission description be more detailed?"]

A faint electrical sound emanated from Ruan Luo and the other's sea of ​​consciousness, and 7195 quickly responded: [“Host No. 01, Luo Hanying, has the ability to help the Changshui Five Elements Essence complete its purification ahead of schedule.”]

"Huh?" Luo Hanying exchanged a glance with Ruan Chayan upon hearing this. "Do you want me to put my words into reality?"

Aside from what she had suddenly realized, she didn't know what else she could do to achieve the effect the system mentioned. That meant she had to come up with suitable poems to set up a large-scale purification array to help Changshui.

Jin Si put away his lazy expression and looked into the distance, saying, "If you have any problems, resolve them as soon as possible. About twenty cultivators are heading this way, and the one with the highest cultivation level seems to be in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm."

Ruan Chayan made a quick decision: "Xiaoxue, you and Huajiao stay here and try to help Changshui. Jin Si and I will go and hold off those people."

Luo Hanying nodded: "Alright, be careful in everything you do. If the people on the other side are from Taibai Pavilion, be careful that they don't try anything underhanded."

"I know." Ruan Chayan replied and rode her sword to intercept Jin Si.

"Could it be the same group that set up the formation before?"

Changshui murmured, "It's really unexpected that they would arrive so quickly. This is the mortal realm, after all."

Luo Hanying scratched her head in worry: "I guess so? They must know that we destroyed the formation."

Luo Hanying picked up a twig and poked at the weeds and withered leaves, reciting poems to herself.

She was quite nervous and a little worried about Ruan Chayan, and afraid that she wouldn't be able to help Changshui, so she could only speak up to calm herself down.

"What are you muttering about?" Changshui asked, perking up. "Why don't you go help that girl?"

Luo Hanying sighed: "I was reciting the poems I know by heart. You are tormented by the turbid air, so I should try to help you."

As for Cha Cha, she has Jin Si, a cultivator at the Refinement Realm, to help her, so naturally she doesn't need me to get in her way.

Changshui let out a painful sigh, and after a moment, said, "I really don't know how to thank you for your trouble."

"We didn't do anything, so you don't need to thank us repeatedly."

Luo Hanying looked up at the azure sky. "If you really want to thank us, then after you recover, make the Changshui River flow more. Downstream, some mortals are already exchanging children to eat each other."

Upon hearing this, Changshui, a kind-hearted man, forced himself to stand up and said, "How could this be? Is it because of me? No, I have to go back to the spring..."

Luo Hanying quickly got up and touched Changshui's neck to comfort him, saying, "It's not your fault! It's because of the drought!"

What's done is done, and it's too late to mend things now. If you can't maintain your original consciousness and recover as soon as possible, what good will it do to give the downstream water right now?

"Please don't be reckless. If you lose consciousness, then ordinary people will suffer not only from natural disasters but also from man-made calamities."

The white mist around Changshui surged, and he groaned a few times in discomfort. After briefly gaining the upper hand, the white mist calmed down and stood in opposition to Changshui.

Luo Hanying gazed at the barren mountain range, muttering, "Sulphur... Niu Mountain is filthy..."

The sky was clear and cloudless; the vegetation was sparse, showing signs of decay.

A glimmer of light appeared in Luo Hanying's eyes as she murmured to herself, "If I can't think of a suitable poem to set up the illusion array, then I'll create one myself..."

She first swallowed a Spirit Gathering Pill, then took out two Spirit Gathering Array Plates and activated them to gather the limited spiritual energy in the area.

"What are you going to do? Help me gather spiritual energy?"

Changshui tried to refuse, saying, "The spiritual energy here is thin. If you steal the spiritual energy and use it, the creatures here will suffer..."

Before Changshui could finish speaking, Luo Hanying interrupted him excitedly: "It's not about gathering spiritual energy for you! It's about setting up a large-scale formation! I need spiritual energy!"

She emptied most of the spirit stones from her storage bag, her eyes resolute as she encouraged herself: "It's all or nothing! How will I know if I can do it if I don't give it my all?!"

"The clouds have dispersed, the rain has stopped, but the wind still blows; I raise my eyes and lower my gaze to see the distant mountains bathed in water."

Luo Hanying gathered spiritual energy and wielded her brush, the resulting characters frantically absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stone.

"Borrowing a hundred bushels of Milky Way stars to cleanse the world and purify the heart."

The spiritual energy in the air was so dense it was almost tangible. The words exploded the moment Luo Hanying finished speaking!

Changshui seemed to be pulled into a dream world. It saw the wind and clouds changing, darkness enveloping the world, and the stars in the night sky pouring down, sprinkling all over its body.

The starlight, shimmering and flowing with a cool radiance, soothed its pain and comforted its long-suffering soul.

The white mist that had been swirling around Changshui's body gradually disappeared into the night, while the shimmering light illuminated its inner self, healing years of suffering.