Yehuo Constellation

Rescuing himself from his thoughts, Han Xuelian recalled the urgency of the more important matters at hand.

As much as Feng Renxing was insufferable, he would tolerate the man for a better cause.

"You still haven't explained anything about those patients of yours," the Grandmaster reminded, closing his eyes to cool his rage while he leaned back against the desk with his arms folded. "Those are Cultivators from Yushan aren't they? The ones who were infected by an unknown disease?"

"Indeed," Feng Renxing confirmed. "I've tried my hand at every cure, remedy, elixir and pill but there is no cure for a dantian core corrupted by demonic energy."

"The Grandmistress said there were no sightings of demons in Yushan, so how did they come into contact with demonic energy?" Han Xuelian pondered, posing his question.