Wait a minute, where is my master?

"Um... the situation is quite severe," Mr. Zhuang's inner origin has suffered an inexplicable and massive loss, leading to his unending slumber, and he can't even maintain his shape-shifting form. If we want to wake him up, I'm afraid it will be very difficult, unless a cultivator of the same attribute nourishes his origin every day.

"Moreover, it must be sustained for three to five years, and that should be about enough."

The Divinity Transformation female cultivator pondered for a moment before offering her suggestion.

Three to five years?

Yu Yaoer pursed her lips upon hearing this time frame, gripping her fingers tightly, turning them slightly pale.

Jin Xu couldn't help but frown as well.

This period was far too long; with this effort, he could've searched the Four Seas several times over with his Spiritual Sense.

"Elder, is there really no other way? Even if he could be temporarily awakened for a while, and then find someone to slowly nourish him afterward."

Little White, who stood to the side, suddenly spoke up.

Because Jin Xu and Yu Yaoer had been communicating telepathically the whole time, Little White was out of the loop until now.

She could only see the couple exchanging glances continuously, and then the scent of fear emanating from Little Yu slowly faded away.

For some reason, in that instant, Little White suddenly felt superfluous...

But later, when Yu Yaoer took her hand and led her from behind the counter,

that feeling of being superfluous magically disappeared...

At this moment, although Little White still had no clue about what had happened,

her shrewd mind came to its own conclusions after a brief thought.

The temple master and Little Yu were so eager to wake this comatose cultivator with shrimp claws.

It must be the same as her!

She wanted to know what exactly he had wanted to say after crying out that something was amiss!

With this thought in mind, she then asked if there was a way to temporarily awaken someone.

"Mm, a method for temporary awakening... there is indeed one, but it requires two earthly treasures, and then I can use the Divine Soul Twelve Needle technique to stimulate Mr. Zhuang's Sea of Consciousness with some assurance.

"However..."

The Divinity Transformation female cultivator offered a reply but seemed hesitant to continue.

"However, what?"

Jin Xu asked, following up immediately while giving Little White an approving glance.

This treasure of his came up with quick ideas at critical moments.

"The issue is that those two earthly treasures are extremely precious and rare in this world, very difficult to find. And to be honest, using treasures of that caliber just to temporarily awaken Mr. Zhuang seems somewhat wasteful."

Now it was the sincere-looking Divinity Transformation male cultivator who spoke.

His expression was not looking too good at the moment, and there was a hint of unease in his eyes.

While Jin Xu and his partner were conversing, the male cultivator had sent a message to the stationed cultivators on his island, but there was no response.

"Cough... Let's not talk about whether it's wasteful for now. You should just tell us what those two earthly treasures are," the Taoist said with a light cough, gesturing to Yu Yaoer to look at his wrist.

"One is the spore powder of the Red Dust Mushroom, in the amount of one coin, mainly as an adjunct to the Divine Soul Twelve Needle. The other is the sap of the Che Liang Wood, which protects Mr. Zhuang from too much harm during the forced awakening process.

"But there's little point in telling you the names of these treasures, as both are top-tier rarities that do not appear outside of the Qingmu Secret Realm.

"Here in the East Sea—holy shit!?"

The male cultivator was mid-sentence when he suddenly cursed.

It wasn't really his fault.

Any cultivator skilled in the medicinal arts would probably react the same upon seeing two jin of Red Dust Mushroom spore powder and two full bottles of clear Che Liang Wood sap placed before them.

The expressions of both the Divinity Transformation male and female cultivators were a mixture of incredulity and confusion.

United in their actions, the couple stepped forward; one gingerly dabbed a little spore powder with their little finger, inspecting it closely before their eyes, while the other brought their nose close to the bottle containing Che Liang Wood sap, gently fanning it towards themselves with their palm.

After completing the verification action, the two of them stood up straight, turned their heads to look at each other, and then said in unison.

"It is real."

"It's not fake."

Well, actually, it wasn't quite in unison.

...

However, while Jin Xu and others were working hard to find out the whereabouts of their grandmother,

in the distant Imperial City of Great Xia.

The Old Dean was controlling his Xuanhuang Mud Puppet—a scholar with a pale face—wandering aimlessly through the streets for about an hour.

In the end, he decided to bring the Ancestor from the Kunlun Immortal Palace to the residence of a third-grade night watchman of Great Xia, Li Mi.

"Taoist brother, this Mr. Li Mi of the residence, I once had a few encounters with him by chance in my early years.

"You might see him only as a third-grade night watchman, but now he's a hot favorite in front of the current Emperor of Great Xia. It is said that he was once imprisoned in the prison for speaking out of turn before the Imperial City, originally sentenced to death.

Yet somehow, he was pardoned of his crimes by the current Emperor Zhao, and even got promoted one grade.

Taoist brother, when you meet him, just flatter him nicely, and I am sure you'll find a solution for the problem of your junior offending the important figures in Shangjing City."

While the pale-faced scholar was speaking, he pointed at the chubby child that the Immortal Palace Ancestor was holding and then stepped forward to knock on the great door.

During this hour, he had probed a lot through his words, but he still couldn't be sure if the person's visit to Shangjing City had anything to do with Jin Xu.

To covertly obtain more information, the Old Dean had no choice but to bring him to the residence of Li Mi.

"Dang dang dang!"

The sound of heavy copper rings knocking on the door echoed.

"Who is it!"

A somewhat frivolous voice called out.

The Old Dean did not reply, standing quietly with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for someone to open the door.

However, before the door could open, the Ancestor from the Kunlun Immortal Palace, who was holding the chubby child and an orange cat, suddenly changed his expression.

He muttered to himself in a low voice,

"No good!"

Curious, the Old Dean turned to look at him.

He saw the Kunlun Immortal Palace Ancestor drop the chubby child onto the ground, form hand seals, and start muttering words with an increasingly ugly expression on his face.

"Taoist brother, what is this…"

The pale-faced scholar didn't know if a real disaster had happened or if the other was just pretending.

He could vaguely hear something being chanted,

"This shouldn't be happening… I didn't foresee this… The big disaster should still be a while away," and so on.

The Old Dean, controlling the mud puppet, moved from beside the door to the Ancestor's side, wanting to inquire about the situation.

Unexpectedly, the Kunlun Immortal Palace Ancestor suddenly emitted a wave of Spiritual Power that belonged to the True World Immortal Realm, then soared into the sky, breaking through the Array that prohibited flying in Shangjing City, and sped off towards the East Sea.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone without a trace.

"This old fox has actually reached this realm!?"

The pale-faced scholar was startled when he felt that strong surge of Spiritual Power.

He had always thought that the other was, like him, still remaining in the Mahayana Realm.

As the Old Dean was filled with doubt and uncertainty, he suddenly heard a voice transmission from the other,

"Fellow Taoist, I am Chi Dao, the former Head of Kunlun Immortal Palace.

"If you are truly a cultivator from Great Xia, go swiftly and inform your Emperor that there is a great change happening in the Nine Provinces Realm, and he should make preparations at once.

"Also, if you can reach out to the Emperor's brother-in-law, that would be best. Tell him to meet me at the East Sea Coast; I will wait there for a quarter of an hour."

Following that, two objects flew from the distant skies toward the pale-faced scholar.