The Dragon Palace of the Sea Market.
Quiet Room.
The elixir that Ao Ting Xin requested has been delivered.
Ao Qing, along with everyone from the Lingyin Temple, stood around Jiang Long who was lying on the bed.
The Dragon Palace physician carefully explained Jiang Long's condition.
Jiang Long's primordial spirit had been separated from his body and was severely injured by a sneak attack from the Great Peng. He fell into a coma.
Over the past few days, Jiang Long's primordial spirit had shown signs of improvement.
However, if he were to heal his internal injuries on his own.
It would take him ten years.
Zhao Bin and Chen Liang, as Jiang Long's disciples, were extremely anxious. They both turned their gazes to Ao Qing and Ao Ting Xin.
Seeing this, Ao Ting Xin instructed the maidservants to bring the elixir that the Dragon Palace had refined.
The elixir was contained in a jade box that emanated a cold aura.
The purple-gold elixir was round and smooth. The moment the box was opened, a rich and fragrant aroma filled the air.
Guang Liang, wearing a yellow monk's robe, had a fat face that quivered, showing a drooling expression.
“It smells so good, I feel like my intelligence has increased after smelling this fragrance.”
The young monk, Bi Qing, rolled his eyes.
“Master Abbot, that's your delusion.”
“Bang!”
Guang Liang jumped up and gave Bi Qing a whack on the head, causing him to run away in a hurry.
“I say it's true, it's true.”
Zhao Bin and Chen Liang ignored the two livewire monks and turned to Ao Qing.
“Dragon Prince, can this elixir save Master?”
Ao Ting Xin smiled, took the jade box and handed it to them, explaining:
“The Dragon Palace alchemist said your Master's injury has two aspects. One is the damage to his primordial spirit, and the other is the residual power of the Great Peng.”
“This Purple Star Purifying Yuan Elixir was specifically refined to address both of these problems.”
Zhao Bin and Chen Liang exchanged glances. They didn't ask Ao Ting Xin for further explanation.
They didn't understand pharmacology or medicine. It was better to just observe the effects than to ask.
One of them helped Jiang Long to sit up, while the other fed him the elixir.
They simultaneously channeled their energy, assisting the elixir in dissolving.
While they were busy, Ao Ting Xin chatted casually with Ao Qing.
“Yesterday, what did you do with that Third Saint Mother?”
Ao Qing shifted his gaze away from Jiang Long, surprised:
“I just took her to the Amazing Crafts Pavilion to see some tricks and wonders. Nothing else.”
Ao Ting Xin nodded knowingly, relieved.
“Good, good. I was wondering why that lady left you a letter. I thought you, Qing Di, were being bold and the lady was seeking justice.”
Ao Qing was speechless. He reached out and pinched his sister's cheek in annoyance.
“We only met for half a day, your thoughts are a bit dangerous.”
Ao Ting Xin angrily opened Ao Qing's hand and pinched his cheek in return.
“How can your sister not worry about you?”
Ao Qing wanted to open Ao Ting Xin's hand, but she threatened him with her eyes. He had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.
“Yes, sister, you are right.”
A smile appeared on Ao Ting Xin's small face. She rubbed Ao Qing's head.
“Good boy.”
While they were chatting.
Zhao Bin and Chen Liang had already helped Jiang Long dissolve the elixir.
A faint purple mist enveloped Jiang Long's face.
Suddenly, the sleeping Jiang Long took a deep breath and inhaled the purple mist into his abdomen.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!”
“I was suffocating that monk to death!”
With a sudden jerk, Jiang Long sat up as if he had risen from the dead. He rubbed his face vigorously.
“Damn Great Peng, this monk will chop you into eight hundred pieces sooner or later!”
Upon seeing Jiang Long wake up.
Zhao Bin and Chen Liang were overjoyed and rushed forward to embrace him.
Jiang Long was amused and comforted his disciples kindly.
Seeing the Lingyin Temple people celebrating.
Ao Ting Xin led Ao Qing towards the door, simultaneously pulling out a letter from her sleeve and handing it to Ao Qing.
“This arhat’s injury has almost healed. The rest is just resting and recuperating.”
“What are you going to do next? Do you need sister to arrange anything?”
Ao Qing opened the letter and read it while walking, dodging Ao Ting Xin's attempt to peek.
“Arrangements have been made.”
“Fa Hai and the Great Peng, one wanted to harm Bai, the other nearly caused Fa Hai to harm Bai.”
“These two are my next targets.”
“The Great Peng’s whereabouts are uncertain, but he will keep an eye on Jiang Long, so we need to wait for an opportunity.”
“But Fa Hai is different.”
“He is the abbot of the Jinshan Temple. As the saying goes, you can run away from a monk, but not from a temple.”
“I will deal with him when I go back.”
Ao Ting Xin listened silently, with some concern.
“These two, one has the potential to become a future arhat, the other is even a relative of the Buddha. Are you really going to deal with them?”
Ao Qing shook his head with a smile and put the finished letter back into his sleeve.
“Dealing with them doesn't mean I have to kill them myself.”
“Take Fa Hai for example.”
“Doesn't he want to eliminate all the evil spirits in the world? I just happen to know where there are great demons.”
“The Tree Demon Granny of the Lanruo Temple, Pudu Cihang hiding in the capital, the Black Mountain Demon of the City of the Dead, and the Yin Yang Demon King of the Underworld Road.”
“These four demons, each one is a heinous criminal who deserves to be eliminated.”
“If he wants to catch demons, then I will first take him to subdue these four.”
“If he kills the demons, that's his merit. If he gets killed by the demons, that's his fault.”
After hearing this, Ao Ting Xin pondered for a moment and didn't say anything.
Every cause has its effect.
As long as Qing Di didn't act secretly, he would be able to explain himself wherever he went.