Chapter 2953 — All at Their Wit's End
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"This rare poison of the ages—I believe I've seen it somewhere. But you know as well as I do that I have spent most of my time devoted to studying alchemy. Anything unrelated to alchemy, I could not be bothered to touch, so for the moment I cannot call to mind any material on this poison." Leader Bai shook his head helplessly and said apologetically, "Still, I will have a chance to ask my junior brother Xuanzhen. He may know something."
"But Old Zhao also said this poison has no cure. I'm afraid even knowing the details would be of no use," Wei Zhao said. "Teacher Bai, under normal circumstances, how might a damaged dantian be repaired?"
"Repairing a dantian..." Leader Bai narrowed his eyes and fell into thought. After a while he raised his head and said, "Legend has it that in ancient times, the experts of certain primordial sects could not only repair dantian and meridians, but even reshape the physical body. But those methods have all been lost. I have only heard my master tell a few such strange tales; he never mentioned the specifics, and I doubt my master knew them either..."
"So that's how it is..." Wei Zhao smiled bitterly.
"If there were a way to repair it, my own meridians would not have gone damaged for so long without a solution." Leader Bai spread his hands. "It was only after I met you that you healed me. That is the only method I have ever seen or heard of for repairing another's injuries..."
"If I weren't poisoned, repairing meridians and dantian would be no problem at all—but not now." Wei Zhao was equally helpless. If Leader Bai had no solution, then there truly was none. His only remaining hope lay with Jiao Yazi and that ghastly thing. "Never mind, Teacher Bai. Rest here for a while. I've also summoned Guan Xuewen—Grandpa Guan—to have him look at my external wounds. Whatever else, let's heal the external injuries first."
"Very well. Then I'll go to the living room and try to contact Xuanzhen. You rest for now." Leader Bai did not disturb Wei Zhao further; he rose and left the room.
Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu followed him out, leaving Wei Zhao alone in the room.
"Elder Jiao, you know my situation now, don't you? What am I to do?" Wei Zhao asked urgently the moment he entered the jade pendant's space.
"Kid Lin, your situation is far from good. The Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art is completely suppressed, and for the moment I can think of no solution." Jiao Yazi's expression had turned unusually grave—no doubt he too was troubled by Wei Zhao's plight.
"What about that ghastly thing?" Wei Zhao glanced at the corner of the jade pendant's space.
"No reaction. It has likely entered dormancy again," Jiao Yazi said. "It might lend a hand only when your life is in danger—and only if it happens to be awake. If it does not wake, you could die and it would never know."
"Fine." Wei Zhao shook his head. He did not intend to wake the ghastly thing now. After all, it was a trump card for critical moments; the less it was used, the better. Use it too often and it would grow impatient, which would do him no good.