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Within the sword faction's residence, which was surrounded by many experts, Chen Yao's entire body was covered in wounds. He had lost too much blood and was lying on his bed, completely in a deep coma.

With the Chaos sword seed, as long as his life force was not completely severed, he would be able to survive. However, at this moment, his injuries were severe to the extreme.

This was especially the case after he had performed twenty Sword Drawing Arts, causing a large portion of the meridians in his body to be severed. The Essence of Primal Chaos was unable to circulate within Chen Yao's body, healing his wounds.

Chen Yao needed to heal his ruptured meridians before he could recover from his injuries. This was an extremely slow process.

Moreover, even if his meridians could be reattached, their toughness was far from what it had been before. They could burst at any time due to the heavy burden.

In other words, although Chen Yao had managed to preserve his life this time around, it was more or less the same as his death. Especially since he would very likely become a cripple in the future.

Furthermore, even if Chen Yao were to wake up, it would still take a few years.

This was not only something that Chen Yao could not accept, it was also something that the sword faction could not accept.

Luo Tian and the blue-robed elder stood beside the bed.

The blue-robed old man looked at Chen Yao, who could still live after receiving such an injury, and remained silent. He seemed to be considering something, hesitating.

However, Luo Tian couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Chairman Su, there's still hope for Chen Yao."

Yes, the blue-robed old man in front of him was no one else but the number one alchemist of the Divine State, the President of the Alchemy Association, Sultan.

After finding out that Su Yiyi and Chen Yao had a relationship, he had rushed to the sword faction and hid beside Chen Yao, secretly observing him.

Chen Yao had also faintly noticed a trace of abnormality.

After all, he had the Chaos Sword Sect by his side. However, the sultan had no ill intentions towards Chen Yao, so the Chaos Sword Seed didn't warn him. However, Chen Yao sensed that something was amiss.

That was why he had almost died in order to force the sultan to show himself.

But the price was too high.

However, compared to someone who had been silently following him like a tail and couldn't be touched or thrown off, his secret might be exposed at any time, and it might be worth it.

In the Luo Family, whether it was Luo Jianxin, Luo Tian, or Luo Tian's father who had died, they all had a relationship with the Sultan.

But it was a long time ago, so his memory wasn't too deep. Especially seeing him appear in the sword faction, Luo Tian was even more unable to believe that he was a Sudan.

It was not only the Sect Leader of the Sword Sect, but also Wu Zong and Fa Zong. For such a great sect, even their Sect Leader was far from being respected by this person before them.

He was the only Tier 8 alchemist in the world who could refine a sacred pill.

He held the key to the top of the Divine State's cultivation world in his hand.

In other words, these experts that had recently become Saints had all accepted his kindness, including Luo Jianxin and the strange Sage Ascension Pill that Luo Tian had refined in the Broken Sword City.

Thus, the Sudan was the person with the most connections in the cultivation world and the most prestigious status. It was not excessive at all.

Thus, the appearance of the Sudan surprised even Luo Tian, the sect head of the sword faction who had already become a Saint in the Broken Sword City.

Until he saw the ball of fire in the sultan's hand.

He was ranked seventh on the 'Heavenly Flame' ranking list. Only after he had created a 'Essence Tempering Flame' could he be certain of his opponent's identity.

"..."

Hearing Luo Tian's question, the Sultan came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, and then said.

"This kid, he's definitely not a suicidal person. He was already injured in the first place, and had even unleashed a Quasi-Heaven Tier Middle Rank Sword Strike. Although he still survived, there seems to be a mysterious power constantly repairing Chen Yao's body.

However, all the meridians in Chen Yao's body have been broken. Even if he were to wake up, it is very likely that he will become a cripple. "

"Trash?"

Hearing the sultan's words, Luo Tian couldn't help but get excited.

Because the sword faction needed Chen Yao.

If Chen Yao became a cripple, would there still be any hope for the sword faction's prosperity?

Ten swordsmen? Not a shit.

Thinking up to this point, Luo Tian felt as if all his strength had been sucked out of him. He could not muster the slightest bit of strength. His eyes were somewhat gloomy as he looked at the Sultan.

"Guild Leader Su, is there nothing we can do?"

The sultan was silent for a moment.

"Yes."

What?

Luo Tian seemed to have grabbed onto a lifesaving straw as he looked at the Sudan and said, "Master Su, what kind of elixir or panacea do you have to save Chen Yao? As long as Master Su has a way to cure Chen Yao and protect his talent, my sword sect will never forget President Su's kindness. No matter how large the price is, my sword sect will lift up the entire sect's power and not leave any leeway. "

Luo Tian's words were already extremely sincere.

However, the sultan's face didn't ease up in the slightest. He let out a long sigh and said.

"Actually, perhaps he could give up on cultivating the sword and follow me in concocting pills."

"Pill forging?"

Luo Tian looked at the sultan with a puzzled expression. Not many people knew that Chen Yao had an extremely monstrous aptitude for alchemy.

The sultan said.

"Chen Yao himself is already a Tier 3 alchemist. Moreover, among the Tier 3 alchemists, whether it is pill refining speed or pill grade, none of them would be a match for Chen Yao."

"Furthermore, the amount of time it takes him to learn pill refining is not more than four months."

"Perhaps, he might be the most suitable guild leader for me in the Pill Master Guild."

"What?"

Hearing the sultan's words, Luo Tian's eyes were filled with deep shock.

The sultan's words carried a lot of weight. Since he had said that Chen Yao had such potential, then Chen Yao definitely did.

He did not expect Chen Yao to be a Tier 3 pill refiner, and his pill refining talent was no worse than his talent for cultivating the sword.

If that was the case, it might be a pretty good choice for Chen Yao.

The Sultan looked at the lonely expression on Luo Tian's face and added.

"However, it's not impossible to solve the problem with his meridians. I have 81 golden needles that can not only repair damaged meridians, but also expand the meridians of cultivators.

If the other party's meridian was a small river, then it would have been extended into a lake.

If it was a lake, it would be turned into a river.

This meant that within the same realm, the amount of energy stored by cultivators with expanded meridians was more than ten times that of the opponent's.

Chen Yao was already an incomparably monstrous genius. If his meridians could be widened, then who in this world could be more monstrous than him?

"I'm very sorry, but this 981 Gold Needles Meridian Expansion Technique is only a legend. Although I have some records, it is only the theory of the predecessors. Not only me, even my previous successor, the President of the Alchemy Association, has never tried it out."

A narrow escape from death?

Luo Tian once again fell from the clouds into the valley.