The remaining destructive power in He Guangling's body was quickly wiped away by the biochemical power of the Fate-Defying Pearl.
Without the interference of the power of destruction, the powerful self-healing ability of the peak powerhouses in the Nascent Soul stage was finally revealed.
Coupled with the powerful repair ability of Nirvana Pill, He Guangling's injuries are being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The bloody arm quickly grew new flesh and blood.
The internal organs and meridians in the body are also recovering quickly.
He Guangling felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, sweeping away the previous despair and despondency.
Yang Haoran watched quietly and did not disturb.
It wasn't until he saw that He Guangling's injuries had basically recovered that he handed over a pill and a spiritual bead that he had prepared long ago.
At this time, He Guangling was completely off guard against Yang Haoran.
Because if Yang Haoran wanted to harm him, he would never cause such trouble.
So after taking the elixir handed over by Yang Haoran, he took it without hesitation.
Then he looked at the spirit bead in his hand and let out an exclamation.
"Such pure spiritual power, and extremely powerful. What kind of treasure is this?"
The best thing circulating in the spiritual world is the best spiritual stone.
Not many people know about the existence of spiritual beads.
He Guangling has not reached the stage of becoming a god, so he has no chance to come into contact with the Dao Lingzhu.
Yang Haoran's face looked painful, and the muscles on his face twitched.
"Headmaster He, the elixir you just took is the rejuvenation elixir that is the treasure of your Xunxian Sect.
It is most effective when used to restore strength, and it can be regarded as the right medicine.
And if you want to restore your strength, supplementing your spiritual power is essential.
So the other one I give you is a spiritual bead, which is condensed from 300 top-quality spiritual stones.
Brothers should settle accounts openly so as not to affect their friendship.
If the two items are added up, it will give you one thousand top-quality spiritual stones, so let’s keep the account.”
He Guangling blushed and nodded in agreement.
"I have remembered it. I will definitely return it to fellow Taoist, and I will never let you suffer a loss."
Regardless of Yang Haoran's purpose, without Yang Haoran, He Guangling would almost certainly die.
So even if Yang Haoran asked him for compensation directly, He Guangling was still very grateful to Yang Haoran.
And I don’t feel that Yang Haoran is a philistine at all.
On the contrary, I feel that Yang Haoran has something to say and is an upright gentleman.
In today's cunning world of spiritual practice, Yang Haoran is a breath of fresh air!
Such a person is naturally worthy of confident and bold cooperation.
Yang Haoran nodded and smiled with satisfaction, just remember it, and he felt very happy.
However, when He Guangling felt the spiritual power within the spirit bead, he had a rather strange look on his face.
The amount of spiritual energy stored in the spirit bead is truly astonishing, and its purity is also very high.
But no matter what, I feel that the amount of spiritual energy is too different from the amount of three hundred top-quality spiritual stones.
If we talk about a hundred top-quality spiritual stones, it would be about the same.
But this question just flashed through He Guangling's mind, and he was not entangled.
After all, being able to condense a large number of top-quality spiritual stones into spiritual beads is not something that ordinary people can do.
These three hundred top-quality spiritual stones may include labor costs.
He Guangling quickly absorbed the spiritual energy in the spirit beads, running through his meridians almost crazily.
His strength is also constantly recovering, and his aura continues to rise.
At this rate, the three days Yang Haoran mentioned before would be too much.
In about two days, He Guangling will be able to basically regain his previous strength.
This is naturally good news for Yang Haoran.
Seeing that He Guangling was about to fully recover, He Guangling, whose face was glowing red, suddenly felt a shake in his body and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Long Xutian, you beast, I have no sworn relationship with you!"
Yang Haoran stayed aside well, but was startled by He Guangling.
After all, he is also the leader of a sect, a powerful man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
Why are my emotions so unstable? Every time I think about it, it's like steaming out of a cold pot.
"Master He, are you okay?"
Yang Haoran asked, clearly feeling that He Guangling's mood swings were violent.
He Guangling's body was shaking, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and his face was filled with grief and anger.
"My only fourth-generation great-great-grandson died just now. He must have been poisoned by Long Xutian!"
Yang Haoran's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly thought of something.
"Bloodline Yin! Long Xutian sacrificed his great-great-grandson's blood to make a bloodline Yin. The purpose is to find you!"
This kind of evil magic is mentioned in the Tianji Sect's exercises, and it has a deeply abhorred attitude.
So Yang Haoran immediately thought of it.
He Guangling's pupils shrank and his aura suddenly appeared.
"If he doesn't come to me, I will go to him!"
As he spoke, He Guangling seemed to have lost his mind and was about to rush out of the cave.
But Yang Haoran stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Master He, calm down.
Let me ask you something first, what are your chances of winning against Long Xutian now?"
He Guangling looked furious and gritted his teeth.
"I'm not sure! Long Xutian has many tricks and extremely strong combat power.
He is especially good at sneak attacks and makes people hard to guard against.
But he killed my direct bloodline, I will not let him go!"
Yang Haoran looked solemn: "Since you are not sure, why make meaningless sacrifices?
Rather than reacting passively, it is better to ambush proactively.
When we are ready, let him take the initiative to come and take revenge!"
On a clearing on the outskirts of the Wuyou Mountain Range, there was a large trace of blood.
The blood has not completely dried yet, so it obviously didn't last long.
Not far away, Long Xutian's hand held a blood bead, suspended in mid-air.
The blood light on the blood beads flickered, creating a special connection with Long Xutian.
The blood bead in his hand was made from He Guangling's fourth-generation great-great-grandson who had just sacrificed blood to him, and was made from his whole body's blood.
The scientific name of the blood bead is Xuemai Yin, and there is an inseparable blood connection with He Guangling.
Through the blessing of the Seven Kills Sect's secret technique, Long Xutian was able to clearly perceive the blood connection and accurately locate He Guangling's location.
Long Xutian clenched his right fist, with a cruel sneer on his face.
"He Guangling, you forced me to do this.
If you hadn't escaped repeatedly, how could I have used such a disgusting method to induce blood?
As long as you don’t die this time, let’s see how you escape the pull of the bloodline!”
With a whoosh, Long Xutian's body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the depths of the Wuyou Mountains.
The distance is only a hundred miles, and for Long Xutian, it is only a quarter of an hour.
Looking at the familiar scenes around him, Long Xutian's expression gradually darkened.
He had been to this place before, but he had not sensed He Guangling's aura.
But unexpectedly, he was deceived by He Guangling.
Feeling the guidance of the bloodline's aura, Long Xutian looked towards the mountain wall.