A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

A day later, the white crane slowly came to rest in front of Jinglan's herb garden. Mu Yao had already woken up, and as soon as the white crane stopped, she hurriedly ran into the herb garden.

"Master! Master! Please come out and see Xiao He!"

Jinglan held the elixir book in her left hand and the resurrection herb in her right. Seeing Muyao's hurried appearance, she frowned slightly.

"What happened? Didn't you go to Wuling Valley? Why are you back so soon?"

"Master, to make a long story short, Xiaohe is seriously injured. Please come and see her!"

As Mu Yao spoke, she pulled Jing Lan away. Jing Lan looked at the purplish-blue marks on Mu Yao's neck and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Dragged all the way to the outside of the herb garden, Jinglan finally saw Shenghe, who had completely fallen into a coma. Her expression changed, and she quickly threw the things in her hands aside.

Jinglan gently placed her palm on Sheng He's forehead, her expression growing increasingly serious. She looked up at Mu Yao, whose face was pale, and then turned to Yun Qianshan, saying, "Go and call Tianyu here quickly; he's in the Elder Hall right now."

"Yes!"

Yun Qianshan readily agreed. Jinglan sighed, took out a Qi-stabilizing pill from her sleeve and put it into Sheng He's mouth, then looked at Mu Yao, whose face was full of worry.

"What happened?"

"When we left Xiaoxiang Terrace with the gold and stone, we were chased by people. Xiaohe protected me, and..."

As Mu Yao spoke, tears gradually filled her eyes, but Jing Lan detected a different meaning in them.

"Is someone chasing you? Do you know who the killer is?"

"I know! It was Shen Ci! He's the one who hired the Seven Kill Pavilion assassins!"

Mu Yao glared at Shen Ci with hatred in her eyes, while Jing Lan lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

She remembered that Tianyu had visited the Seven Kill Pavilion not long ago. Didn't Tianyu say that the Pavilion Master was so frightened that he would never dare to cause trouble for Xiaohe again?

Jinglan then looked at Shenghe. Shenghe's meridians were all broken and his golden core was damaged. This situation looked similar to when Shenghe first entered the Qingyun Sect a few years ago, except that the injury was far less serious than this one.

Sheng He's condition appears to be more like his meridians and golden core bursting due to a surge in spiritual power, causing the spiritual energy to scatter throughout his body.

"Was it the Seven Kill Pavilion assassins who injured you and Xiao He?"

Mu Yao shook her head, lost in her memories.

She remembered that the man leaning against the corridor did not have the raven symbol on his neck like the other assassins, and his cultivation level was much higher than those assassins. What was even stranger was that Shen Ci seemed to be somewhat afraid of him.

Moreover, the man's face was covered with a layer of spiritual energy. Whenever Mu Yao tried to see his face clearly, she would feel dizzy. After she woke up, Yun Qianshan also kept quiet about the man's identity, only saying that the man had suddenly disappeared.

After thinking for a long time, Mu Yao came to a conclusion.

“Master, that person was clearly targeting the Qingyun Sect. The assassins of the Seven Kill Pavilion are all Golden Core cultivators and can't hurt us at all. I suspect that person is someone we know.”

"Do you already have the answer in your heart?"

Mu Yao nodded and shared her guess.

"Either they are from the Wuji Sect. Shen Ci was expelled from the Wuji Sect, and they are resentful of the last interrogation and are seeking revenge."

"Either the people from the Qingyun Sect are colluding with Shen Ci, but harming fellow disciples is a major taboo. Who would risk violating the sect rules to kill us?"

Mu Yao fell silent as soon as she finished speaking. She looked up and exchanged a glance with Jing Lan, both of them seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Jinglan was the first to shake her head: "Impossible. Although Zhao Yanran and Chu Heng have been confined to the Cliff of Repentance, Xuanxiao is, after all, an elder of Sword Peak. He would never do such a shameless thing."

Mu Yao remained silent. In her eyes, Xuan Xiao was never an elder. Over the years, she had heard her master talk about Elder Tian Yu's youth and even about the ascension of True Person Yuan Chen.

Based solely on the fact that Xuanxiao forced Yuanchen Zhenren to marry him before his ascension, Muyao felt that Xuanxiao was unworthy of his title as the number one swordsman in the world.

After a long silence, Mu Yao finally spoke softly: "Master, is there any hope for Xiao He?"

Jinglan knew perfectly well what Muyao was thinking. Although her disciple seemed carefree on the surface, she was actually very intelligent and had a very delicate and tender heart.

Over the years, Mu Yao has not had many close friends, only Sheng He and Yun Qianshan.

Jinglan sighed softly and reached out to touch the purplish-blue marks on Muyao's neck.

"Saving their lives is not difficult, but..."

"Just what?"

Jinglan looked up and saw Tianyu standing next to Shenghe, her face calm.

"You asked Qianshan to call me here, but is there anything else we need in the medicine?"

"Yes, Xiao He's meridians are all broken. I can refine an eighth-grade Nine-Bend Purple Yuan Pill to repair her, but I'm still missing one ingredient."

"Sandwood feet".

"It's not an ordinary sandwood foot. Xiao He's injuries are severe. Only the dark blue sandwood foot that grows in the sand dune nest deep in the desert can be effective."

"Okay, I understand." Tianyu ruffled Jinglan's hair and smiled. "Is there anything else? I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Nothing else is needed. Mu Yao said they have retrieved the gold stone. Xiao He's golden core was damaged. Once she recovers, she can refine the gold stone and repair the damaged golden core."

“I have already used the Stabilizing Pill to protect all the meridians in her body. In the next few days, I will also use my spiritual power to harmonize the chaotic spiritual power in her body. Tianyu, you only have ten days. If you don’t come back within ten days, Xiaohe will be stuck at the Golden Core stage for the rest of her life.”

Tianyu lowered her eyes and looked earnestly at Jinglan: "Thank you for your help this time. I will get back in time."

"The salon is dangerous, be careful! Xiao He is waiting for you to come back."

Tianyu paused in his hand holding the folding fan. He closed the fan, and it instantly transformed into a long sword.

"I will definitely be back within ten days."

When Sheng He woke up, Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan were lying by her bedside, their faces full of surprise at seeing her awake.

"Xiao He, you're awake. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

Sheng He raised her hand and immediately felt a tearing pain in her meridians. Lying on the bed, she looked around and asked, "This is... Uncle Jinglan's herb garden?"

"Yes, you were injured and have been recuperating in the herb garden for some time now."

Sheng He nodded and smiled, "I really have a connection with Martial Aunt Jinglan. I only moved out of the herb garden less than two months ago, and I didn't expect to come back again."

"You still have the mind to joke!" Mu Yao glared at Sheng He playfully, then asked worriedly, "How are you feeling now? Should I call Master to come and take a look?"

"Junior Sister Jinglan should be resting right now, so let's not disturb her. Senior Sister Mu, are you feeling alright anywhere?"

"I'm fine now."

As Mu Yao spoke, she seemed to remember something. Seeing that Sheng He seemed to be in good spirits, she leaned closer to her and whispered, "Xiao He, was the man we met at Xiaoxiang Terrace the Immortal Venerable Xuanxiao?"