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Ye Huan had not told the elders of Yuxu Palace how Song Zhong had died. He knew that if he spoke the truth, they would not believe him. Rather than have them think he was lying, it was better to remain silent. Moreover, Ye Huan was severely injured from the previous battle; even if he wanted to speak, he lacked the strength to do so.
"Alright, alright, don't you think we should prioritize treating Ye Huan?"
Noticing Ye Huan's weak state, Jin Ling stepped forward to speak up for him at this critical moment. Upon hearing Jin Ling's words, Yu Wuxia, who had been listening intently, suddenly remembered that Ye Huan was still unwell. Seeing Ye Huan in such a half-dead condition frightened Yu Wuxia, who hurriedly crouched down and placed a hand on Ye Huan's wrist.
As soon as Yu Wuxia made contact, although he could clearly sense that the spiritual energy within Ye Huan was somewhat dissipated, what shocked him even more was that at the position of Ye Huan's head, the scattered Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was continuously gathering. He believed that even without anyone treating Ye Huan, his internal injuries would heal automatically; it was merely a matter of time.
"This..."
With a look of disbelief on his face, Yu Wuxia stared intently at Ye Huan. He wanted to discern something from Ye Huan's expression, but to his bewilderment, it seemed that Ye Huan was completely unaware of what was happening within him. Their eyes met fearlessly as if Ye Huan were asking Yu Wuxia just how severe his internal injuries were. For a moment, Yu Wuxia and Ye Huan were locked in a staring contest, leaving everyone else confused and unsure about what was transpiring between them.
About a minute passed without their gaze breaking. The curiosity among the onlookers grew stronger. After another five minutes of silence, the crowd could no longer contain their questions; their thoughts were written all over their faces. It was unclear who spoke first, but one voice broke through: "Hey, strange... what are the Sect Master and Ye Huan doing? It feels a bit off to me."
"Off? When have you ever seen the Sect Master maintain eye contact with someone for this long?"
"Elder Peng is right; I also feel like there’s some secret between the Sect Master and Ye Huan... Could it be..."
"Could it be what?"
"Could it be that Ye Huan is the Sect Master's illegitimate son?"
"Um? Now that you mention it, there is indeed a possibility."
As the first elder spoke, the other elders immediately lost their reservations and began to discuss among themselves. Meanwhile, at a distance, when Ye Huan and Yu Wuxia heard the rumor that "Ye Huan is Yu Wuxia's illegitimate child," they both instinctively turned their heads away. Although they did this to avoid idle gossip, in the eyes of the elders of Yuxu Palace, it was undoubtedly a sign of guilt.
"By the way, Elder Yu, about my injury..."
Seemingly reminded of his internal injuries, Ye Huan turned his head away again after hearing the whispers of the elders in Yuxu Palace, only to hurriedly turn back. He unconsciously pressed a hand against his chest, unsure if it was just his imagination or if time truly was the best healer; surprisingly, he felt that the pain within him had lessened somewhat.
"You've finally realized."
With a wry smile and a nod, Yu Wuxia communicated through sound transmission what he had discovered within Ye Huan's body. He chose not to speak in front of the other elders of Yuxu Palace because he found the situation rather strange and feared that no one would believe him. To avoid unnecessary trouble and considering Ye Huan's feelings, Yu Wuxia decided to share this information with Ye Huan alone.
'Even without treatment, my internal injuries will heal on their own?'
Listening to Yu Wuxia recounting the events, Ye Huan couldn't shake the feeling that Yu Wuxia was trying to fool him. However, his body, which had been seriously injured, was telling him that what Yu Wuxia said was indeed true; the pain was gradually diminishing. If his body could heal itself automatically, what other reason could there be for this change?
He felt something strange about this situation. Ye Huan believed he was no different from anyone else—two eyes, one nose—he had neither extra ears nor an extra mouth. The only thing that set him apart was that he was relatively handsome. If being handsome were a crime, then Ye Huan truly had nothing more to say.
'Wait a minute, compared to others, I seem to have a special identity?'
Suddenly recalling that he was both a Cultivator and a Summoner, Ye Huan realized it was very likely that his professional identity played a role in this. He remembered how many Professionals in Jiuzhou could sustain injuries and still self-repair; perhaps this wasn't such a big deal after all.
Having figured out where the issue lay, Ye Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, once the problem seemed resolved, the pain in his body reminded him of another matter: although his body could self-repair, if Yu Wuxia were to help with healing, then he wouldn't have to endure this suffering any longer, would he?
Upon thinking of this, Ye Huan turned to Yu Wuxia and said bluntly, "Elder Yu, it's been so long. Are you going to help me with my treatment or not?"
"Treatment? Ahem..."
Yu Wuxia was momentarily taken aback and didn't immediately grasp Ye Huan's meaning. After all, from his perspective, someone whose body could self-repair shouldn't need assistance from others. However, noticing the elders of Yuxu Palace around them discussing whether he and Ye Huan were father and son, Yu Wuxia quickly cleared his throat twice to mask his embarrassment and replied, "Alright, I'll treat you right away."
As he spoke, Yu Wuxia channeled a portion of his Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy into Ye Huan's body. Being the leader of a sect, once Yu Wuxia's energy entered Ye Huan, he immediately felt much better. Although Ye Huan's injuries weren't fully healed, at least he could stand and walk without needing support.
Feeling that his body had recovered significantly, Ye Huan slowly stood up. When he looked around and noticed that Bai Yulin and the others were nowhere to be seen, he couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly and asked Yu Wuxia, "Elder Yu, Bai Yulin should be fine now too, right? Where is he? Where did he go?"
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