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Bai He appeared so suddenly that make his standing a little unsteady.

Ye Shiyuan immediately caught him.

"Master, for the next month, I probably won’t be able to accompany you."

He needed to concentrate fully on cultivation for an entire month.

Bai He nodded. "I understand. I won’t disturb you. Besides, I’m your master. If you’re cultivating, how could I not stay by your side? Although... when it comes to cultivation itself, I might not really be able to help much..."

"Master, that’s not what I meant!"

"I know you didn’t mean that. You should go ahead and focus on your cultivation. I’ll take a look around here."

Ye Shiyuan nodded but still spoke seriously to Bai He: "Master, don’t touch the Dawnmaker Divine Sword. If the sword spirit flies out, it’s actually very dangerous."

"All right."

Bai He knew exactly how formidable the Dawnmaker Sword Spirit was.

Moreover, at this moment, the sword spirit still retained part of the power left behind by the Dawnmaker Divine Sword’s previous owner.

It was undoubtedly far stronger than Ye Shiyuan at present.

So, waking it up recklessly was certainly no joke.

With Ye Shiyuan off cultivating, Bai He crossed his arms and stood in front of the Dawnmaker Divine Sword. "Mo Zhu, actually, letting Ye Shiyuan directly spill his blood on it... that would work too, right?"

"Yes, Host. But if that were done, it would only force the Dawnmaker Sword Spirit to give Ye Shiyuan a chance. As long as he passes the current trial, he could obtain the Dawnmaker Divine Sword without going through the additional complications you suggested."

What troubled Bai He was that, in the original story, at this point, Ye Shiyuan only needed to defeat the sword spirit.

He didn’t need to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage at all.

Now, arriving too early had caused this unintended consequence.

If blood had been spilled on the Dawnmaker Divine Sword when the sword spirit awakened, the sword spirit would have definitely given the blood donor a chance.

That would have been simpler... unlike this current trial, which prevented perfect use of the Dawnmaker Divine Sword during the process.

The challenges given by the sword spirit and the challenges imposed by the Dawnmaker Divine Sword itself were completely different.

Bai He sat down and resting his chin on his hand as he glancing again at Ye Shiyuan who was diligently cultivating.

It really was tough on him.

After cultivating for a while, Ye Shiyuan slowly opened his eyes and a clear spark flickering within them.

His strength had indeed improved, but at this rate, one month of time would clearly not be enough.

"Master?"

Bai He who is leaning against the stone where the Dawnmaker Divine Sword rested had actually fallen asleep.

At the sound of Ye Shiyuan’s voice and Mo Zhu calling out to him, Bai He immediately opened his eyes wide.

"Shiyuan, you’re awake."

"Sorry, Master, for waking you."

"It’s all right, it’s all right! I’ve thought it over, and now there’s only one way I can help you."

Ye Shiyuan looked at Bai He with a hint of puzzlement: "Master, what method do you have?"

"Shiyuan, this is a Windwheel Holy Lotus. You should know what it is."

Ye Shiyuan took the Windwheel Holy Lotus from Bai He’s hands and his expression turning serious.

"I know, Master!"

The Windwheel Holy Lotus was both a holy-grade herb and a potent poison.

For someone without sufficient strength, consuming it could cause indigestion, internal collapse and death.

But for someone strong enough, whose body could withstand the herb’s properties, it would provide tremendous benefits especially in cultivation.

The system’s data for Bai He indicated an eighty percent chance of success.

For Ye Shiyuan, the probability of successfully ingesting this herb was also eighty percent.

Although the chance of success was high, one could never dismiss the possibility of failure.

Bai He didn’t mention this, but Ye Shiyuan understood the risk perfectly.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Master, I want to give it a try."

"Once you take it, the process will be extremely painful. You must endure the suffering, but I will stay right beside you."

Ye Shiyuan suddenly looked up and smiled at Bai He.

"Master, with you by my side, I feel I can endure any pain."

Bai He’s smile was slightly awkward; he wondered silently if he really had such a significant influence.

He didn’t even know himself.

Ye Shiyuan actually ate the herb.

Bai He stood beside him and watching as visible pain crossed his face.

Sweat began to bead and crawl across his forehead.

Bai He immediately stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat from his brow.

The furrow in Ye Shiyuan’s brow seemed to relax as if he sensed something.

After wiping him, Bai He stepped back to the side.

Ye Shiyuan would need some time to fully assimilate the Windwheel Holy Lotus’s properties; there was no need to rush.

Since Bai He could not use spiritual power to assist him, all he could do was watch.

Mo Zhu was monitoring Ye Shiyuan’s physical condition and ready to immediately alert Bai He if anything abnormal occurred.

Bai He found a place to sit as he propping his chin on one hand and watched the screen created by Mo Zhu, something like an electrocardiogram.

For now, everything appeared completely normal with no signs of danger.

As he watched quietly, Bai He slowly closed his eyes and lost in thought until suddenly, a blaring alarm sounded in his mind.

He jolted awake and his eyes snapping open.

Mo Zhu flapped its wings frantically in front of him and darting back and forth.

"This is bad... this is really bad..."

Bai He immediately became alert as he glancing at the screen.

The danger index had shot up sharply.

"How can this be? Didn’t it say there was an eighty percent chance of no danger?"

"But, Host... there’s still the remaining twenty percent chance something could go wrong. Host, now you need to sacrifice yourself."

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