Lin Xin quickly stuffed two pills into Zhang Fangfang’s mouth, while Han Yu concentrated what little healing magic he had recovered and cast it on Zhang Fangfang, temporarily stabilizing his injuries. However, neither of them lingered, nodding apologetically to Zhang Fangfang before quickly returning to Long Haochen’s side.

Yes, they had all noticed that something was wrong with Long Haochen. The battle was over, and Long Haochen, who had unleashed that earth-shattering sword strike, truly severing A Bao’s desire to kidnap Ye Xiaolei, was now lost in thought.

He simply stood there, his eyes seemingly empty, his ethereal gaze fixed on the distance. He maintained the posture of that slashing strike, like a statue erected on a hilltop.

No one dared to touch him, fearing that he would dissipate into the air like the shattered Blue Rain and Light Hibiscus.

Ya Ting hovered there blankly as well, constantly releasing waves of healing magic, which landed on Long Haochen.

As a light elemental spirit, her magic could not attack enemies or assist others, but it could directly affect her master. However, no matter how she healed him, no matter how waves of golden light rose from Long Haochen, he remained motionless.

The only thing that made everyone feel slightly relieved was that the blue and gold specks of light that Blue Rain and Light Hibiscus had dissipated into in the air slowly merged into his body from his chest, indicating that he had not truly collapsed.

Cai’er stood quietly in front of Long Haochen, watching him. Her gaze seemed calm, but if you looked closely, you would find that her usually steady hands were trembling. Who could be more concerned about Long Haochen’s condition than her?

She had seen that sword strike very clearly. It was as if an antelope had hung its horns, or the stars had shifted. That sword strike had completely surpassed the realm that Long Haochen was in. It did not belong to any of Long Haochen’s original skills. That sword strike was a complete realization.

This was definitely not an ability that Long Haochen could use under normal circumstances. The only explanation was his state at the time: the pressure, the environment, the comprehension, and the stimulation of A Bao’s constant charging. All kinds of comprehensive factors were combined, and with the help of the light elemental spirit Ya Ting’s fusion with the entire Dream Paradise, that seemingly calm, but earth-shattering sword strike was born.

However, no one knew what price Long Haochen would pay for unleashing that sword strike. This world is fair. When you gain something, you are destined to lose something. For example, the strong abilities that cultivators have come at the cost of the time they could have used to enjoy life.

“Cai’er, what do we do?” Chen Ying’er asked Cai’er anxiously.

Cai’er took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, “Don’t worry, everyone, first recover your spiritual power. Han Yu, continue to heal Zhang Fangfang. We can’t touch Haochen right now. We can only wait.”

Sima Xian said impatiently, “How long do we have to wait?”

Cai’er glanced at him coldly, “Am I not more worried than you? This is Dream Paradise, so of course we have to wait for Ye Xiaolei to wake up. We fought for her, and she knows this place best.”

Sima Xian was stunned, nodded, and stopped talking.

If Long Haochen was the one who made his companions trust him, then Cai’er was the one with the authority. The person that the group admired the most was Long Haochen, but the person they feared the most was Cai’er.

Although Cai’er’s words were slightly reprimanding, Sima Xian felt that it was somewhat natural. When they were carrying out the Fearful Howling Cave mission, during the time when Long Haochen was not there, Cai’er exerted herself to the extreme in order to save everyone, and as a result, she lost four of her senses for a full seven months. She was absolutely deserving of her position as vice-captain, so in the team, the group’s trust in her might not have been as strong as it was for Long Haochen, but in terms of authority, she was not at all inferior to Long Haochen. Whenever Long Haochen was unable to command the team, she could successfully take over the command.

The roars of the magical beasts gradually subsided. They were prostrating themselves facing the top of the mountain, and not a single one of them wanted to come up. They were looking at Long Haochen, Cai’er and the others with very gentle eyes. Clearly, they had completely accepted them.

Gradually, the strange light green color set off the seven or eight groups of spiritual stoves as they slowly floated upward, stopping only when they reached the top of the mountain.

No one tried to absorb these treasures of heaven and earth, but all sat down quietly with their legs crossed. Seeing that his companions were not greedy for these treasures of heaven and earth, Cai’er’s gaze softened. This was a group of good companions that she could completely trust! She subconsciously looked at Sima Xian, who had been reprimanded by her earlier, “Sima.”

“Ah?” Sima Xian looked at her in confusion.

Cai’er said, “I’m in a bad mood, don’t mind.”

“Uh…” Sima Xian froze instantly, and the others couldn’t help but look at Cai’er with strange expressions, and the atmosphere became a little strange for a while.

Cai’er turned her head away and refocused her gaze on Long Haochen.

Sima Xian instantly turned his head to look at Lin Xin, and said in a low voice, “I…I didn’t hear wrong, did I? The vice-captain just apologized to me?”

Lin Xin glanced at him with disdain and said, “Look at how promising you are. I think it’s better for the vice-captain to scold you.”

“Yes! Yes! That makes me feel more comfortable.” Surprisingly, Sima Xian did not refute Lin Xin’s words, but instead nodded in agreement.

Dream Paradise gradually returned to normal. What was strange was that the bones of the magical beasts gradually melted into the earth, and the originally thick bloody smell was gradually washed away by the fresh air.

Time passed minute by minute, and Long Haochen remained unchanged, without any change.

The orange-yellow light on Ye Xiaolei gradually faded away, and finally, with a soft “poof”, the last layer of Bobo’s light dissipated, turning into spots of light and dissipating into the air.

Because of Long Haochen, no one could truly settle down to cultivate. As soon as Ye Xiaolei broke through the seal of the Great Prophecy, everyone stood up.

Of course, Zhang Fangfang was the exception. Under the effects of Han Yu’s treatment and Lin Xin’s pills, his injuries could only be considered stabilized, but he still looked very weak, especially the injuries to his fingers and arms. Amputated limbs were fatal injuries for a knight. Even a high-level priest could not do anything about it and had to work with medical means to fully heal them. Han Yu could only use light magic to maintain the vitality of his broken limbs so that they would not die. At this time, he was sleeping in Wang Yuanyuan’s arms.

Wang Yuanyuan’s lips were always tightly pursed. Her heart was a little confused. In her mind, the scene of Zhang Fangfang resolutely blocking in front of her kept repeating itself. And the calmness in his eyes after he was seriously injured. The damage to his arm was so severe that it was a fatal blow to a knight! Yet he was still able to comfort others.

Ye Xiaolei jumped up from the ground with a whoosh. Without a word, she clapped her hands towards Zhang Fangfang and Long Haochen at the same time. Two soft green lights shot out from her palms, landing on the two of them respectively.

Zhang Fangfang snorted softly and quickly woke up from his coma. Pink Ye Xiaolei came to him, and a pair of intelligent little hands moved quickly.

Her movements were very fast, but they were exceptionally coordinated. Under the rich green light, Zhang Fangfang’s broken limbs were constantly reconnected. Even more strange was that wherever her hands passed, the wounds would heal quickly, generating flesh and reconnecting bones. Zhang Fangfang’s heavy injuries were healing at an alarming rate.

Lin Xin said in surprise in a low voice, “This is life magic.”

Sima Xian asked in a low voice, “What is life magic? I’ve never heard of it.”

Lin Xin said, “Your head is full of muscles, what can you know? Life magic is a lost magic. It doesn’t have any attack power, but it is cast with life force. In terms of healing ability, you light priests are trash in front of life magicians!”

Sima Xian snorted, “The area of attack is a bit too big! I’ll tell my teacher later. Humph.” Since that day of the competition, he had been recognized by Ling Xiao and directly became Ling Xiao’s student. Although he originally had a teacher, it did not affect him in the Priest Temple. Just like Long Haochen’s teacher was not just Ye Hua alone. Han Qian and his father could also be considered his teachers.

While they were talking, Ye Xiaolei had already completed Zhang Fangfang’s treatment. Finally, she shot a green light ball into his chest, and then quietly retreated, while Zhang Fangfang fell into a coma again.

Long Haochen was also bathed in a layer of green light, but he still did not change, still maintaining his original appearance.

Ye Xiaolei frowned slightly and came to him, pointing her right hand at Long Haochen’s chest.

Cai’er’s hands had already subconsciously clenched tightly. Long Haochen’s state of standing still filled her heart with a sense of panic, but she had been suppressing it and not showing it. At this time, Ye Xiaolei finally lifted the seal. If she could not do anything, then it would be troublesome.

A soft green light lit up on Ye Xiaolei’s fingertip, but in the next moment, a rich golden light flashed violently from Long Haochen’s chest, actually弹開 her finger.

“Eh.” Ye Xiaolei exclaimed, moved closer, raised her two small hands and tried to tear off Long Haochen’s Glorious Holy Armor, but she was too short to reach it… That look was really a bit funny, a pink and jade-carved little girl hung on Long Haochen’s armor.

“Let me help you.” Cai’er quickly said, and immediately took off Long Haochen’s Glorious Holy Armor.

When Ye Xiaolei tore open Long Haochen’s front, she saw the Eternal Melody on his chest, and her face changed slightly, and she raised her right hand again.

Extending her index finger, she drew a few times in the air. This time, it was not a simple green light, but a mass of blue-green flame jumped between her. Then, she tried to touch it on the Eternal Melody.

The rich golden light burst out again, forcibly弹開 her finger, and Long Haochen, who had always maintained that action, trembled as well.

Ye Xiaolei’s face was a little ugly. She looked at Cai’er beside her and snorted, “The dignified Son of Light actually received the inheritance of that kind of person.”

(To be continued)