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Aowu …

The paste shaped medicinal liquid on Yun Qianhao's body emitted light. Faintly, numerous demonic beast figures appeared and emitted a frightening aura, causing the medicinal cauldron to vibrate with a sonorous sound, frightening one's heart and soul!

"Ah …"

Yun Qian Hao finally could not endure it any longer as he cried out miserably. His entire body was covered with blood and his face was twisted.

"You have to hold on!"

"These medicinal ingredients and demonic beast blood are all from Martial Uncle's ancient formula. He will refine every inch of your flesh and bones, refine your meridians and acupoints, refine your internal organs, and use the energy of heaven and earth to reconstruct your body. If you can withstand it, your physical body will be invincible in the future."

"Ah …"

The process was too painful. To destroy the physical body, it was as if the flesh had been tempered a thousand times within the medicinal cauldron. It was possible that it would not be able to endure another impact.

"No, I cannot fail. I was dazzling before, and once I stepped onto the peak, I also fell to the bottom. I will not be silent. I will once again climb to the top, and my future will be in my own hands!"

Yun Qian Hao gritted his teeth, his gaze tenacious.

The three years of silence and various shocks, the three years of trough, everything his father had done for him, were now all his motivations.

"Thousand, you have to hold on!"

Yun Zhenhai watched on from the side. Although his heart ached as he watched his son suffer that extreme pain, this time, Yun Zhenhai did not cry. He had no intention of replacing his son.

He knew that if his son continued to sit on the wheelchair, the pain he would feel would far exceed his current physical pain.

"..."

Time passed by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Today was the day that Li Ling'er returned home after three days of marriage. Early in the morning, Jiang Rou had prepared everything and instructed Du Shaotian and Li Ling'er to be careful on their journey.

Atop the white jade demonic beast, Du Shao Mu and Li Ling'er were riding together. They were carrying the large and small bags of gifts that their mother, Jiang Rou, insisted on carrying as they headed straight for the Wind Tomb City.

In these three days, the meridians in Li Ling'er's body had already been cleared to fourteen. Her entire aura seemed increasingly noble and possessed a natural aura that was even more captivating.

"You are not allowed to have any ill intentions."

Being hugged by Du Shaotian and tightly hugging his waist, Li Ling'er only glared at him in warning and did not try to avoid him. There was even a sweet smile on her face.

"You are my wife. With a beauty like yours and Wen Yu in your arms, I am a normal man. It is normal for me to have thoughts."

Du Shaotian chuckled as he hugged his waist even tighter.

"You little hoodlum, I still haven't agreed to marry you." Li Ling'er said tenderly.

"Sooner or later, you will willingly become my wife." Du Shaotian said.

"Hmph, that will depend on your performance."

Li Ling'er smiled as ripples appeared in her eyes.

In Fengling City, the moment Du Shao Mu entered the city, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people. The scene from three days ago was still engraved in everyone's mind.

In the Li Residence, when Du Shaotian saw Li Zhangkong and Sikong Lan, he respectfully greeted them.

Li Zhangkong kept sizing up his daughter, as if he wanted to know whether or not his daughter was at a disadvantage.

"Ling'er, come speak with mother."

Sikong Lan smiled and brought Li Ling'Er out.

Only Du Shaotian and Li Zhangkong remained in the small hall.

This was the first time the two of them had been alone together, and the atmosphere immediately became a bit awkward.

"Is Mr. Mo really your senior brother?"

Li Zhangkong cleared his throat and took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Yes."

He gave a faint smile as several jade bottles appeared in his hands and placed them on the table beside Li Zhangkong. He said, "These are some bottles of the Spirit Bone Tempering Liquid that I refined to honor my parents and father. With them soaking in the body, there are many benefits, and the effect is much better than the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body Pellet."

He said, "There are also a few pills. Although they are not of high quality, they have the effect of nourishing the soul. After taking one, I believe that Father-in-law should be able to step into the Martial King realm within half a year."

Li Zhangkong's heart fiercely trembled as he looked at the items that Du Shaotian had taken out. Breaking through to the Martial King realm was exactly what he was dreaming of right now.

"You're being considerate."

Li Zhangkong pretended to be calm as he said to Du Shaotian, "How are you sure about the battle between Yun Qianhao and Mu Yun, the wager between you and the Crown Prince You Longquan?"

"90% confidence." Du Shaotian said.

Li Zhangkong was stunned for a moment. He looked at Du Shaowu and said, "Yun Qianhao has already been crippled, his dantian destroyed, and there's no possibility for him to recover. How are you confident?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, Yun Qianhao will be able to recover in a few days, and maybe even go a step further!"

Du Shaotian didn't hide anything either. The most important thing right now was whether Yun Qianhao could survive this ordeal.

Li Zhangkong was stunned. Looking at Du Shaotian's expression, it didn't seem like he was spouting nonsense. Could it be that Yun Qianhao could really recover? Even the experts of Celestial Sect couldn't do anything.

However, thinking about how Mo Wuji's technique was so superb and how this kid was riddled with mysteries, although Li Zhangkong could not believe it, he trusted Mo Wuji slightly in his heart.

"No matter what the outcome of the battle between Yun Qianhao and Mu Yun, this time, the crown prince You Longquan will be completely offended by you and will not let this matter rest. Even though Mister Mo is your senior brother and Old Fu is still by your side, this is Youguo after all. You are in Youguo Realm, so you must be on guard and not be careless. "

Li Zhangkong's expression turned serious as he looked at Du Shao Mu and said, "Furthermore, Ling'er has always wanted to enter the Celestial Sect. If Ling'er can become a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect, then there will be a balance between them in the future. However, if Ling'Er is unable to become a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect, she will probably be restrained by the Netherwyrm Spring. At that time, even if she is in the Celestial Sect, it would be the same as the Nether Dragon Spring. "

He continued, "If your sect doesn't object, I think that with your talent, you should be able to become a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect. At that time, Ling'er will also be able to become a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect, and as a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect, it would be enough to suppress You Longquan and even the Imperial Family."

Based on Du Shaotian's performance three days ago, Li Zhangkong was clear that if the sect behind Du Shaotian didn't oppose him and wanted to join the Celestial Sect, he would definitely become a direct disciple of the Celestial Sect.

In this way, even if Netherwyrm Spring were to make any move, he would still have some scruples.

"Celestial Sect …"

Du Shaotian slightly smiled and said to Li Zhangkong, "The Netherwyrm Spring is nothing to worry about, and it's best if the royal family doesn't provoke me. Otherwise, we can just annihilate it together."