Chapter 627: Chapter 627

"Third Prince, there’s no need to panic. First, I’ll help the Fifth Princess hang onto life, and then I’ll ask Elder Jiang to see if he can awaken her."

The Tan Valley Royal City that Yan Chuan now occupies was a gift from Emperor Yan, along with the two Mythical Weapons he bestowed, all of which are acts of grace.

Now that both the son and daughter of Emperor Yan are in distress, Yan Chuan naturally can’t stand by idly.

He supported Ying He to sit down, placed his palms against her back, and used the profound Inner Strength of the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" to help her manage the dire injuries inside her body.

Yan Chuan had created the "Divine Light Scripture," but having just developed it, he hadn’t had the chance to cultivate it, so it was naturally far inferior to the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" which had already reached the Seventh Realm.

But even the Seventh Realm "Nine Yang Divine Skill" was still inadequate in the face of Ying He’s extremely dire condition. Yan Chuan focused on cultivating, and after two hours, he was already drenched in sweat, his Physical strength, Inner Strength, and Heart Power severely depleted, as if he had just fought a battle with the ’Five Wheels Team.’

Yan Chuan exhaled and stood up.

Ying Jifeng quickly stepped forward, full of concern.

Of course, he wasn’t concerned about Yan Chuan, but about Ying He.

Yan Chuan shook his head: "Her injuries are too severe. My cultivation only pulled her half a step back from the gates of hell, but she still has one foot inside."

In Yan Chuan’s estimation, such a recovery would take at least three to five years to completely heal Ying He’s internal injuries.

Ying He, unable to wake and self-heal, relied entirely on Yan Chuan’s efforts. With so many aspects to consider, it would be fortunate if they could nurture her back to health within three to five years.

"How did it come to this?"

Yan Chuan frowned, wondering how Ying He got these injuries and what skill was used.

But Ying Jifeng misinterpreted his words: "Ying He and I are not accepted by the world, and are a disgrace to the royal family. Father sent people to hunt us down, and Ying He was injured by Innate palm power while saving me, teetering between life and death."

So it was the work of the Innate.

It’s a miracle these siblings survived.

Yan Chuan approached Ying Jifeng and used the "One Yang Finger" to tap several acupuncture points on his body: "Third Prince’s injuries are not light, he still needs to recuperate early on."

Ying Jifeng no longer had the high spirits from the Cang Mountain Sword Discussion, but now seemed desolate and almost despairing, with a somber aura.

He approached Ying He, seeing his sister unconscious, her life hanging in the balance, and felt his heart wrench with sorrow.

Without Yan Chuan’s words, Ying Jifeng himself understood Ying He’s injuries were close to fatal. Even if she could be saved, it would be difficult for her to awaken, and she might have to lay in bed like a living dead for life.

Thinking of this, Ying Jifeng was overwhelmed with grief.

After keeping Ying He alive, Yan Chuan invited Jiang Bianliu for a reexamination. This Innate Grandmaster shook his head at Yan Chuan after examining her: "Your ’Nine Yang Divine Skill’ can sustain life, and my cultivation of the ’Divine Light Scripture’ claims to revive the dead, but neither of us has reached the Peak state required, and Ying He’s injuries are severe. From her body to her Divine Soul, her internal Primordial Qi is leaking every moment unless we are constantly by her side to sustain her using the ’Nine Yang Divine Skill’ and ’Divine Light Scripture.’ Even then, it would only extend her suffering by three to five years."

Jiang Bianliu had initially practiced the "Innate Skill" and "One Yang Finger," and recently received the "Divine Light Scripture" from Yan Chuan. As such, he had some authority in treating and saving people.

Yan Chuan thought he could sustain Ying He’s life.

But Jiang Bianliu saw more. He noticed Ying He’s constant Primordial Qi leakage, a condition that, even if it seemed well at present, could worsen at any moment, with Qi gushing out.

Moreover, even so, it required Yan Chuan or Jiang Bianliu to constantly maintain her life with Inner Strength—

Sustaining life with Inner Strength!

Not to mention Yan Chuan and Jiang Bianliu needed to cultivate and lacked the time; even if they had the time, such life-sustaining efforts deplete one’s own cultivation and Primordial Qi.

Yan Chuan was benevolent.

Jiang Bianliu was benevolent.

But this kind of self-sacrificial effort for others was not something they could do unless for someone very close to them.

"I implore you to save Ying He!"

Ying Jifeng fell to his knees with a thud, bowing his head to the ground.

Jiang Bianliu felt compassion, but was powerless: "Unless there is a Great Medicine to constantly replenish her Primordial Qi, on this basis, I could perhaps maintain Ying He’s life, but as for whether she will awaken, or if there will be unexpected deteriorations in the future, nobody can say for sure."

Replenishing Primordial Qi!

Such things are, of course, rare.

If there were such Great Medicine, Jiang Bianliu would want it for himself. He had suffered serious losses of True Yuan in a life-and-death battle with Shen Gongtu recently and sought Great Medicine for recovery.

Not just Jiang Bianliu; any Innate would desire as much Great Medicine as possible for Primordial Qi replenishment, and would never consider it too much.

But Great Medicine is hard to find.

On one hand, they are difficult to locate.

On the other hand, even if found, they are usually guarded by an Innate Beast King.

Innate itself is hard to demand.

In mere Postnatal Realm, where can he find it?

Moreover, the amount of Great Medicine Ying He needs isn’t small.

"I’ll go find Great Medicine!"

Ying Jifeng, hearing hope, got up ready to search for Great Medicine for Ying He, but stood up too quickly, got dizzy, and blacked out, losing consciousness.

"Without delaying my own cultivation and without depleting my own Primordial Qi, how long can Elder Jiang sustain Ying He’s life?" After settling the unconscious Ying Jifeng, Yan Chuan found Jiang Bianliu again.

Jiang Bianliu thought for a moment, "At most three months."

Yan Chuan looked at the life-bound Ying He and at the exhausted, one-armed Ying Jifeng beside her, and sighed: "Three months is neither long nor short. I’ll lend a hand, and whether you can live or not, it’s up to you." Content orıginally comes from novèlfire.net