Chapter 1712: A Refreshing Feeling

st another spell."Aww..."A surge of necromantic power erupted, coalescing into a twisted ghostly visage in the air. It opened its maw wide and lunged towards the masked figure.""The Masked Man clasped..."What is it for" Fang Yu frowned, puzzled.

"Well, I'll just go back and study it more slowly."

Fang Yu didn't think too much and put the large crimson leaf into his storage space.

Then, he turned and left the Supreme God Peak.

When they returned to the chaotic, devastated gates of the Eight Divine Sect, Chen Ye had been waiting there for a long time.

"How's it going over there" Fang Yu asked.

"Master, I've already ransacked this place thoroughly," Chen Ye reported.

"Then that's fine, I took all of them here too, leaving not a single hair for them." Fang Yu said.

The two people smiled at each other.

Although the things taken away may not be of great value or use.

But this feeling of revenge, it's so satisfying.

For Chen Ye, this was the first day in many years that he had smiled so much.

And from today onwards, he had accepted the fact that Fang Yu was the new master of Yuhua Gate.

He unconditionally believed in Fang Yu, that he would surely lead the Yuhua Sect back to its peak!

……

Fang Yu and Chen Ye returned to Yuhua Gate.

...while the Eight Gods Sect... had already collapsed.

Thousands of disciples were seriously injured, the elite either dead or disabled, and even the headmaster Qiu Tianyi's cultivation was abolished!

In just a single day, from the glory of a third-rate immortal sect, it fell to such a state... truly a descent from heaven to hell!

If it were truly spoken of, this would be the fastest-decaying sect case.

About an hour after Fang Yu and Chen Ye left, a team of ten people came to the gate of the Bafeng Shenzong from afar.

This group of people were all dressed in white robes, with a complex pattern of circles gathered on their chests.

If an outsider were present, they would instantly recognize that these ten people came from the Wàn Dào Gé!

A team of ten people arrived at the gates of the Baxing Shenzong, halting before a colossal chasm.

They looked at the present-day Eight Seals Divine Sect, their eyes filled with shock.

Due to the presence of the Supreme Elder Emperor Chen, the Eight Sealed God Sect is quite renowned in the Nanjiang Realm.

A third-rate immortal sect, to have fallen into such a state in just one day, is truly astonishing.

The man at the head of the Wandao Pavilion squad frowned, turning to his subordinate and saying, "Record the situation using a mirror stone."

"Yes!"

Six subordinates immediately flew forward, each taking out a transparent crystal stone and scanning their surroundings.

The man stood still, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes narrowed in concentration.

"My lord, I didn't expect Elder Ge Lao to be right… The first target of the Yu Hua Gate's revenge is indeed the Ba Feng Shen Zong!" The subordinate beside him exclaimed in astonishment.

The man didn't speak, he just stared ahead.

"After the fall of the Yuhuamen, it should be the Zhenwut Zong sect now... It's said that these two sects dealt the fatal blow to Yuhuamen back then." The subordinate continued, "My lord, do you think Zhenwut Zong has received any news"

The man didn't even turn his head, and said in a low voice, "We just need to complete the task assigned to us by the elder. Don't worry about the rest."

But if the Yuhua Gate were truly to rise again... The subordinate frowned.

The man gave his subordinate a cold glance.

His face changed, and he immediately shut up.

……

Fang Yu and Chen Ye returned to Yuhua Gate.

Today's Yuhuamen is in a state of rebuilding, everything has to start from scratch.

Chen Ye brought Fang Yu to the treasure pavilion of Huazhimen.

When Yuhua Men was at its peak, it housed a vast collection of peerless treasures.

It contains top-level spell secrets, a large number of millennial-level treasures, and even quite a few medicinal herbs.

It is said that most things were personally brought back by the former Hegemon Saint Venerable.

It's a pity that after the departure of the Heavenly Sovereign, the Treasure Pavilion was raided more than ten times. Now it is not only empty but also dilapidated.

"I need to find time to rebuild the treasure trove," Fang Yu said. "It has to be at least ten times bigger than before, that's how much we can bring back later."

Then, Fang Yu and Chen Ye stuffed all the treasures they had looted from the Bafeng Shenzong into the Treasure Pavilion.

Fortunately, this treasure pavilion built by Lin Batian himself was larger and taller than ordinary ones, so the treasures obtained from the Eight Divine Sects could barely fit inside.

After putting down the treasure, Fang Yu came to Chen Ye's cave.

He wants to help Chunyue treat his injuries.

"Master, my injuries are all old wounds, I'm afraid they..." Chen Ye began to say.

"My medical skills are decent, so rest assured," Fang Yu said. "Even if I can't cure it completely, I can at least make you feel better."

"Then...thank you, Master." Chen Ye replied gratefully.

Fang Yu had Chen Ye face away from him, then placed his right hand on the back of Chen Ye's upper spine.

As the right hand released its true qi, his divine consciousness also entered Dust Ye's body.

At this moment, all of Chen Ye's injuries were fully revealed before Fang Yu's eyes.

His back had seven wounds that reached the bone, and his chest was covered in numerous scars. Even his internal meridians had multiple cracks.

It can be said that Chen Ye's physical condition has reached its worst point.

Those bones and meridians, riddled with cracks, any one of them worsening could be life-threatening.

Especially the rupture on meridians, once a part ruptures, it will trigger the collapse of the entire meridian.

It can be said that Chen Ye has been living on the edge of life and death for these years, quite dangerous.

"So many wounds…" Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he began to use his true qi to slowly repair Chen Ye's injuries.

"Within the Yuhuamen, I am the luckiest one," Dust Ye said softly with his back to Fang Yu, "My injuries... compared to those elders and senior brothers and sisters who have already passed away... they are nothing. Compared to Master, they are insignificant."

"Master, the suffering you've endured these years... is a hundredfold greater than mine."

Hearing this, Fang Yu recalled Lin Xinyin's last feeble appearance.

Even Fang Yu had never seen someone so elderly before.

"As expected of your son..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself.

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Because Lin Xinyin is the son of Lin Batian, he is his nephew.

My nephew was hurt, he has to get justice!

Fang Yu remained silent, treating Chen Ye silently.

Although these injuries have been around for a while, recovering from them isn't difficult.

After about four hours, Chen Ye's injuries inside his body basically recovered.

"How are you feeling now" Fang Yu retracted his hand and asked.

Chen Ye stood up and closed his eyes again, feeling the situation inside his body.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said excitedly: "Master... my body is fine now!"

"I'm not fully recovered yet, I still need to recuperate for at least another half month or so," Fang Yu said. "Especially the recovery of meridians, it requires your internal spiritual energy to slowly condense, haste makes waste."inned, "And each one can create a clone, and every clone can… drain your mental energy just like last time.""Your clone was used by me as a punching bag, but it's my spirit that has been drained" Fang...