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 Chapter 2326: You Thanked Too Early, It's Not Cured Yet

In the ancestral residence of the Bai family, Lin Moyu met Bai Qiuxia.

Bai Qiuxia appeared somewhat aged, but this aging was not due to years; it was different from being elderly.

There was a hint of decay about him, caused by years of soul injury.

Bai Qiuxia had prepared tea and snacks. As soon as Lin Moyu arrived, he warmly welcomed him to sit.

Bai Qiuxia said, "Since being treated by Mr. Lin on the battlefield, I thought my injuries had greatly improved. Unexpectedly, after just over a hundred years, they recurred."

"Helplessly, I can only trouble Mr. Lin again."

Lin Moyu felt somewhat embarrassed, "I've been so busy that I neglected you, Senior Qiuxia."

Bai Qiuxia shook his head, "Mr. Lin, you are too polite. You have been busy with important matters for the human race; I understand."

"Can you tell me about your injury?" Lin Moyu asked.

Bai Qiuxia nodded, "I'll let you take a look first."

Bai Qiuxia's aura surged, laws flowed, and his soul was revealed.

The pressure belonging to the Otherworldly Realm, along with his soul, enveloped a large area.

Lin Moyu frowned slightly. An Otherworldly Realm expert should have a high degree of control over their power, and such uncontrolled pressure was unusual.

An Otherworldly Realm expert should have mastered their power to the extent that pressure would not leak unless they intended it.

But Bai Qiuxia was clearly not like that; his soul pressure was almost uncontrollably chaotic.

No wonder there were many formations set up around Bai Qiuxia's residence, and no one lived nearby.

Bai Yi, who had come along, turned pale, unable to withstand the pressure of Bai Qiuxia's Otherworldly Realm.

Not only Bai Yi, but Bai Bingr also felt uncomfortable.

She had just reached the Otherworldly Realm and was not as powerful as Bai Qiuxia, so she could only barely maintain herself.

To Bai Yi, it felt like the end of the world, with heaven and earth collapsing.

Lin Moyu casually flicked a trace of the law of immortality onto Bai Yi, and the almost collapsing Bai Yi instantly felt the world brighten, with all pressure dissipating.

The power of life flowed through his body, and Bai Yi even felt an inexhaustible strength.

Lin Moyu looked at Bai Qiuxia's revealed soul. The soul is the most secretive existence, and Bai Qiuxia's willingness to reveal his soul indicated his immense trust in Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu carefully examined Bai Qiuxia's soul and found an inconspicuous black spot at its center.

It was this black spot that disrupted the integrity of the soul, making it difficult for Bai Qiuxia to control his power freely.

As a result, tasks that others could accomplish with one unit of effort might require him to use two.

This inconspicuous black spot weakened his strength by at least thirty percent.

The most troublesome part was that with a soul injury, he was almost destined never to become a Saint.

Lin Moyu stared at the black spot, frowning as if pondering something.

Bai Qiuxia grew nervous, unsure if Lin Moyu could heal his injury.

Lin Moyu sent a surge of life force into Bai Qiuxia's soul. The life force, like sweet rain, made Bai Qiuxia feel extremely comfortable.

The decay on Bai Qiuxia's body quickly disappeared, and even his appearance became much younger.

Bai Qiuxia transformed from an old man to a middle-aged man in an instant.

The black spot on his soul also shrank rapidly under the influence of the life force.

Bai Qiuxia seemed to regain control over his power, with his soul pressure no longer leaking uncontrollably, moving as he wished.

Bai Bingr showed a look of joy, "It's working!"

What others saw as an incurable injury seemed easily treatable in Lin Moyu's hands.

Bai Qiuxia bowed to Lin Moyu, "Mr. Lin, you are truly capable."

Lin Moyu shook his head, "You thanked too early; it's not cured yet."

Bai Qiuxia was stunned. Not cured yet? But he felt completely healed!

Lin Moyu's eyes were sharp, staring at Bai Qiuxia's soul as more life force continuously poured in.

In his eyes, the black spot still existed, though it had shrunk to an extremely small size.

If not for his strong spiritual sense, he wouldn't have noticed it.

This was why Bai Qiuxia had felt healed before, only for the injury to recur after a hundred years.

Because it was never completely cured, the injury still existed, merely suppressed temporarily.

This time was the same; Lin Moyu could suppress Bai Qiuxia's injury for a hundred years, even two hundred years, without issue.

But as long as the injury remained, Bai Qiuxia could forget about advancing further; becoming a Saint was hopeless.

Lin Moyu found that no matter how much life force he used, it was futile. The black spot was extremely stubborn and refused to disappear.

After some thought, Lin Moyu said, "Relax, it might hurt a bit!"

Bai Qiuxia fully trusted Lin Moyu, "Mr. Lin, do as you please."

Lin Moyu wrapped the power of death in the power of life and sent it into Bai Qiuxia's soul.

He did it very carefully; the power of death could cause severe damage to the soul, so it needed to be delivered precisely to the original wound.

The power of death could erase almost all forces, good or bad.

Therefore, the power of death could sometimes be used for healing, depending on how it was used.

Once the power of death reached the target, Lin Moyu released his control over it.

Intense soul pain swept through Bai Qiuxia's body, causing him to groan and tremble, sweating profusely in an instant.

However, he endured it without screaming.

After a few seconds, Lin Moyu withdrew the power of death and continued to nourish Bai Qiuxia's soul with the power of life.

But his frown deepened. The power of death had no effect; it couldn't erode the black spot. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

As the pain subsided, Bai Qiuxia saw Lin Moyu's expression and felt a bad premonition, "Mr. Lin, is it incurable?"

Lin Moyu didn't hide it, "Indeed, it's difficult to treat. Senior Qiuxia, can you tell me how you got injured?"

Although somewhat disappointed, Bai Qiuxia remained calm.

With Lin Moyu's life force suppressing it, the injury no longer affected him for the time being.

Even if it were to recur, it would be a hundred years later.

He retracted his soul, took a sip of tea, and slowly said, "Back then, I finally reached the Otherworldly Realm. Knowing that with my aptitude, becoming a Saint was nearly impossible without some extraordinary opportunity."

"So I went to the outer domain, seeking opportunities."

"I searched for hundreds of years and finally found a spatial rift, entering a peculiar world."

"There, I found a treasure that could accelerate my cultivation speed."

"I thought it was my opportunity. Just when I believed I had hope of becoming a Saint, danger struck."

"In that world, a strange creature appeared, capable of soul attacks. My soul was injured at that time."

"Fortunately, I had a soul-protecting treasure, so the injury wasn't severe. I searched everywhere in that world and eventually found an exit, escaping."

After hearing his story, Lin Moyu asked, "Can I see that treasure?"

Bai Qiuxia had prepared in advance and directly took out the treasure.

The treasure looked ordinary, nothing special, but Lin Moyu could sense a peculiar aura within it.

Narrowing his eyes, he carefully sensed with his soul and finally found something amiss.

The treasure contained soul power, but it wasn't human soul power; it was dragon soul power.

That place was related to the dragon race.

Lin Moyu immediately asked, "Is that spatial rift still there?"

Bai Qiuxia shook his head, "After I returned, I reported it to the Human Emperor network. A Saint went to search but didn't find the spatial rift."

"However, based on the pattern of the spatial rift's appearance, it might appear again."

Lin Moyu said softly, "Give me the exact location; I'll go take a look."