Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Fat Long, standing at the edge of the deep pit, looked at the scene before him, his eyes suddenly reddened, and he roared with a heart-wrenching howl, "Qiu..."

However, he had barely spat out a word.

The scholar standing beside him immediately covered Fat Long's mouth and looked urgently towards the already prepared Xing Dou, saying, "Quick, take some people down to check, and start the healing."

"Understood."

Xing Dou took a deep breath, feeling a vague sense of urgency, and immediately led his disciples down the pit. Though he was a bit anxious inside, he still had some confidence.

After all, the Sect Master had once fallen into a coma on the Xuantian Continent, remaining unconscious for ten days, and it was they who had handled the situation. Although this time the injury seemed a bit more severe, the Sect Master's Cultivation was higher, and he was tougher, so it wasn't immediately fatal.

As long as no enemies attacked at this moment, everything would be fine. Otherwise, given their combat power, it would indeed be difficult to handle.

He, originally the Sect Master of the Star Battle Sect from Da Xia Country, was later incorporated by Chao Tian Sect and had since then served as the Hall Master of the Pill Hall. His talent was actually quite average, but his Alchemy skills were top-notch across the Vast Continent, and he believed he could easily rank in the top hundred.

There was no other reason.

Simply because the Chao Tian Sect was extremely wealthy, with a constant influx of medicinal herbs that they couldn't fully utilize. He freely used these precious herbs for Alchemy practice to enhance his experience—something other sect's Alchemists couldn't afford.

There was no time to transport the Sect Master to the Heavenly Palace.

They treated him on the spot.

With the scholar's arrangements, the disciples of the Chao Tian Sect kept watch and stood guard around the area, while Xing Dou and his disciples went into the pit to administer emergency treatment to the Sect Master before moving him to the Heavenly Palace for peaceful convalescence. This task should have been assigned by Fat Long, but he was too emotionally agitated at the moment and hadn't thought of it, so the scholar overstepped just this once to do it himself.

Knowing Fat Long's character well, he figured Fat Long wouldn't mind this too much.

Although the scene was somewhat chaotic, it still appeared to be in good order.

The Heavenly Axe Sect Master, standing in the crowd, gradually narrowed his eyes as he watched the scene unfold, his thoughts racing with a sudden cunning, and he clenched his teeth, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

He was not content with this; he aspired to reach even greater heights.

For this... he was willing to use some underhanded techniques, as long as he was sufficiently clandestine, the probability of being discovered was very low. He was aware of the consequences if caught, but he was willing to take the risk!

Right now, the Senior had fallen into a coma and was utterly powerless. Should an enemy attack at this moment, they wouldn't even need very high Cultivation—a single Void Refining adversary could be more than Chao Tian Sect and the others could handle.

After all, within the Chao Tian Sect, only the Senior had reached Void Refining Cultivation and was now at the Unification stage; the next highest Cultivation was at the Divinity Transformation Stage.

It could be said—

Now was the weakest moment for the Chao Tian Sect and his best opportunity!

"..."

With determination in his eyes, he took a deep breath, slowly retreated to the back of the crowd, and surreptitiously produced a Sound Transmission Talisman from his bosom, crushing it.

To succeed, one must dare to do what others would not!

Those who reached his position could never be men of no consequence; he had his moments of glory, having been a notorious demon on the Xuantian State. However, he seemed inconsequential compared to the Senior who had emerged out of nowhere.

He had mingled in Xuantian State for so many years, and the power he had built was one of the strongest forces in Xuantian State; he had some connections.

In an instant.

With the Sound Transmission Talisman crushed, a concealed message shot quickly toward a corner of Xuantian State. Using the pretext of carrying out a reconnaissance, he bid farewell to Fat Long and the others.

...

Half an hour later.

At the bottom of the deep pit, the Star Battle Leader let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then turned to Fat Long to report, "Great Elder, there's basically no issue now, the injuries are temporarily under control."

"It was coma induced by exhaustion of Spiritual Energy and severe injury. The Sect Master has already broken through to Unification. Just a moment ago, his body started to absorb Spiritual Energy automatically, which is a very good sign; it means there's not much chaos inside the Sect Master's body."

"I reckon, give it about three or four days, and he should wake up.

"Actually, if we wanted to wake him forcefully now, we could. Like, by cutting the Sect Master's throat with a knife or poking his head; his body would naturally force the Sect Master to wake up from the protective coma."

"In plain terms, it's like the Sect Master's subconscious wants him to rest for a while to avoid death."

"Mhm."

Fat Long nodded, his worry easing slightly, and shook his head, "There's no need for that. As long as he's alright, send the Sect Master back to the Heavenly Palace to rest for a while. If anything arises during this time, just report to me promptly."

When he saw the fragments of the Spiritual Treasure on the ground, including an Alchemy Furnace used by an Alchemy Cultivator, he knew that the previous situation had been critical. He speculated that Brother Qiu hadn't had time to distinguish which were Protective Spiritual Treasures and which were offensive or functional treasures; he'd thrown out whatever he had.

And all those Spiritual Treasures had been shattered.

Before, he always felt that these treasures' Grade was too low and of little use, but now it seemed that had these treasures not helped Brother Qiu withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, the situation could have been much worse, or even...

He shook his head, not wanting to dwell on it further, and waved over the Chao Tian Sect disciples, preparing to transport Brother Qiu back to the Heavenly Palace for a period of convalescence.