Chapter 27: Poisoned

"It’s fine. As long as the misunderstanding is cleared up."

Ye Shiyuan felt that he must have been overthinking things.

Although Little Elder Bai was technically an elder, in Ye Shiyuan’s eyes, Bai He was actually no different from a young boy.

Bai He was different from other cultivators.

He did not obsess over cultivation levels alone, and on him... there was a kind of purity that was different from others.

Perhaps everyone who first entered the immortal sect to cultivate once possessed such purity, but as time passed, that purity would eventually fade away completely.

However, he feels like, Little Elder Bai had been able to maintain such purity all these years.

Not only that, he had even given Ye Shiyuan the Heavenly Soul Tempering Pill and had already made him take it, saving his life.

"Little Elder Bai, weren’t you supposed to go to the Elixir Hall with Xu feng? Did you come here alone?"

Bai He suddenly remembered something.

"Oh no, this is bad."

How could he have forgotten about Xu feng!

Bai He immediately ran ahead quickly and Ye Shiyuan followed closely behind.

Outside the Elixir Hall, they indeed saw Xu feng who had not yet left.

He was sitting there cultivating, as if waiting for someone.

"Xu feng?" After landing, Bai He spoke slowly, cautiously.

Xu feng suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Bai He’s shoulder, and spoke in a voice that sounded as if he were about to cry. "Master, how could you abandon me?"

"I..."

"I waited the entire night. Do you know that I don’t even recognize the way back?"

Uh... Bai He pushed Xu feng away. Faced with his accusation, he scratched his head, looking somewhat at a loss.

"Well, um... I’m sorry."

"Then Master, can we go back now?"

Bai He let out a light sigh. "Let’s go. We’ll head back."

...

Bai He looked at the three pills in front of him. Their colors were different, but all of them were excellent medicines for increasing spiritual power.

Should he take them all together?

The time to complete the mission was drawing closer and closer, yet his cultivation had not improved in the slightest.

It was truly worrying.

Bai He could guarantee that he was genuinely working hard.

Every day, he spent even more time cultivating than Ye Shiyuan, even more than his own well behaved disciple.

Forget it!

He directly swallowed all three pills at once, believing that by this time tomorrow, he would definitely experience a significant improvement.

...

Midnight.

Omg It’s so painful!

Bai He did not even have the strength to stand up anymore because of the pain.

Damn it...

How was this some miraculous pill to improve cultivation?

This was clearly poison!

If no one came soon, he was afraid he would die here.

Bai He grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it hard against the wall.

The vase made a loud sound and shattered into pieces as it fell to the ground.

When he wanted to grab a second vase, he realized that his hand could not reach it at all.

It was too far away.

When he recovered, he would definitely place all the vases together.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Ye Shiyuan rushed quickly to Bai He’s side and helped him up. "Little Elder Bai, what’s wrong with you?"

Bai He clutched his stomach. "I’ve been poisoned."

Poisoned?

How could someone be poisoned while staying properly at Baize Peak? Yet Bai He was drenched in cold sweat, his body even trembling nonstop.

When Bai He’s fingers touched Ye Shiyuan, he instantly felt as if something inside his body was transferring away.

Even so, the unbearable discomfort he felt eased quite a bit.

His hand moved uncontrollably.

It’s no longer satisfied with merely touching Ye Shiyuan’s hand, it even moved toward his face.

"Little Elder Bai, what are you doing?"

"Don’t move!" Bai He shouted impatiently and continued what he was doing with his hands. "Do you feel anything?"

Originally, Ye Shiyuan had not noticed anything.

After Bai He said this, he immediately understood what Bai He meant.

It seemed that a strand of spiritual power was slowly flowing from Bai He’s hand into his own body, gentle and continuous, like a trickle of water.

"Little Elder Bai, you don’t need to do this. You should keep your spiritual power for yourself."

Wuwu... Bai He knew that Ye Shiyuan definitely looked down on his meager bit of spiritual power.

He did not want this either, after all, he was still counting on improving his cultivation to complete the mission.

But right now his life was more important.

"I just ate a Red Recovery Pill, a Snow Cloud Honey, and a Heavenmend Pill."

Ye Shiyuan was shocked.

Was this Little Elder Bai not thinking clearly, or had he misunderstood what Bai He meant?

He asked cautiously, "Little Elder Bai... did you take them all together?"

"Yes."

No wonder it was like this.

The Red Recovery Pill and the Snow Cloud Honey were mutually reinforcing yet mutually restraining, and the Heavenmend Pill could not be taken unless one had reached the Nascent Soul stage!

For Bai He to still be able to cry out in pain here was already quite remarkable.

If it were someone else, a single Heavenmend Pill would have been enough to take his life.

"Little Elder Bai, rest here for a while. I’ll go find Master and bring the alchemist over."

Ye Shiyuan released Bai He and turned around to leave. But the moment his fingers left Ye Shiyuan, that unbearable, despairing sensation surged back again.

Terrified, Bai He immediately grabbed him once more.

"Little Elder Bai!"

"Ye Shiyuan, you’re not allowed to leave. If you leave, what am I supposed to do? Just let me touch you for a little while. I promise, just a little while, really... I really hope that the spiritual power piled up in my body can successfully transfer into yours. Didn’t you just take the Heavenly Soul Tempering Pill? You should be able to withstand it."