After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

[My junior brother is alive and well, sleeping in the arms of my second senior brother. How could he die together with that broken tree? ]

[Does that broken tree deserve it? ]

【Hurry up and apologize to my junior brother. 】

Jiang Xin muttered unhappily in her heart, with a tense face, waiting seriously for Wen Ziqi to apologize.

As her voice reached the ears of her fellow brothers, Ning Yao and the others felt that the world before their eyes suddenly became clear, as if the clouds had been cleared and they saw the child in Lin Yan's arms.

Little Jiang Xiao had been sleeping on Lin Yan's shoulder.

Everyone knew of the existence of this child, but everyone ignored his existence.

It wasn't until Jiang Xin pointed this out that they came to their senses.

"What's going on?" Chu Linfeng was incredulous. "Why didn't I remember that Junior Brother was sleeping here?"

Lin Yan's mouth twitched, and he was more frightened than the others: "Don't mention you, I was holding him the whole time and didn't realize it."

[This is a self-protection method used by Mahayana cultivators. When the technique is in use, they will forget about themselves and the outside world, and will make outsiders forget their existence.]

[Junior brother's main consciousness went out to fight monsters, leaving his main body here. He was afraid of attracting the monster's attention, so he used this method to hide.]

[Little Junior Brother is really smart, he is worthy of being my Junior Brother, he is just like me! ]

As Jiang Xin boasted, the child with eyes closed in Lin Yan's arms opened his heavy eyelids.

Jiang Xiao's face was pale, and there was no blood on his pale pink lips. He coughed softly and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Are you hurt?" Zhao Shi stretched out his hand to check the condition of Jiang Xiao's body, but he was afraid of triggering the self-defense mechanism of this Mahayana Demon Lord, so he did not dare to probe his spiritual power into it.

Jiang Xiao shook his head blankly, rubbed his eyes, and said dazedly, "I'm a little tired."

[I'm sure I'll be tired now that I've used up all the energy I've accumulated for so long. 】

Jiang Xiao looked around with sleepy eyes.

Although it was an unfamiliar scene, he felt at ease because his senior brothers and sisters were all there. He yawned and said, "I seem to have had a dream."

"What did you dream about?" Lin Yan asked.

Jiang Xiao’s mind was groggy and he couldn’t remember clearly: “It seemed like he was fighting with someone.”

The brothers Lin Yan looked at each other, and Chu Linfeng asked in a low voice: "Are you fighting with people or with trees?"

Jiang Xiao looked at him strangely: "How can you fight with a tree? Wouldn't that make you a fool?"

Thinking of a certain Mahayana Demon Lord who had just fought hard with a giant tree demon, everyone tried hard to hold back their laughter.

But after saying this, the scene from the dream flashed through Jiang Xiao's chaotic mind, and a towering tree vaguely appeared in his mind.

Thinking further, Jiang Xiao felt a headache coming on and instinctively didn't want to think about it anymore.

He vaguely remembered that he was very powerful in his dream. He looked down at his small fist and asked Ning Yao: "Big Brother, how can I defeat a tree that is bigger than the sky?"

If Ning Yao knew this problem, he would be a Demon Lord in the Mahayana period.

Faced with his junior apprentice's eager expression, Ning Yao couldn't bear to refuse and gave a universal answer: "Practice."

"To what extent do I need to practice? I didn't seem to win in my dream, so I want to win." Jiang Xiao asked seriously.

Ning Yao was panicked when a Mahayana Demon Lord asked him how to defeat a tree demon who was suspected to be in the Mahayana stage.

He is just a small golden elixir.

"At least cultivate to the Mahayana stage." Ning Yao felt proud after saying this, he could say such a thing so calmly. Jiang Xiao suddenly realized: "I understand, I will work hard to reach the Mahayana stage now."

Junior brother, you are so modest. You are actually in the Mahayana stage.

Just when everyone suspected that Jiang Xiao was going to reveal his original cultivation level after being stimulated by this, Jiang Xiao, who had just started practicing for three seconds, frowned and asked Ning Yao: "How should I practice?"

Ning Yao: "..."

What a simple question.

Jiang Xiao's body has not yet reached the stage of drawing Qi into the body, so Ning Yao can only start from drawing Qi into the body.

The little fellow listened attentively, and learned it right away. In the blink of an eye, he succeeded in drawing Qi into his body and smoothly entered the first level of Qi Refining.

Everyone was surprised but also felt a sense of expectation.

Just when they were expecting Jiang Xiao to build his foundation in one go, Jiang Xiao suddenly lay listlessly on Lin Yan's shoulder like a deflated ball, pouting and saying, "I'm so tired... I can't feel any spiritual energy in my body..."

[When you hit the tree, you used up all the energy stored in your body. The spiritual energy you just absorbed was not enough. Of course, you can't feel the spiritual energy. ]

Jiang Xin sighed for his junior brother's ignorance, took out a bottle of elixir from the Xumi Ring and handed it to Jiang Xiao: "Junior brother, eat this to recover, and you will be fine after a good rest."

"Thank you, senior sister." Jiang Xiao opened the stopper of the jade bottle, and a rich elixir fragrance emanated from it. One could tell at the first sniff that it was a top-grade elixir.

Wen Ziqi came over greedily and took a few deep sips: "Is this the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill? It is said that one pill can make a seriously injured person recover as before."

Jiang Xin nodded and told Wen Ziqi proudly: "My master gave it to me."

Daoist Master Zhuyue had been in seclusion for a long time, and juniors like Wen Ziqi didn't know him well, so they didn't think much about it when they heard this: "How much do you want for this? Can you sell me one?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xiao raise the small medicine bottle and swallow all five Nine-Turn Resurrection Pills in one breath.

Wen Ziqi was shocked: "This is not how you take this medicine!!!"

If you eat so many top-grade pills at once, you will explode and die!

Jiang Xiao also felt that this was not the right way to take it, and whispered to Jiang Xin: "Senior Sister, this pill is not effective enough, I'm still so tired."

"It's almost there. Just digest it and take a rest and you'll recover." Jiang Xin grabbed Chu Linfeng's clothes and climbed up. She stretched out her arm and rubbed Jiang Xiao's little head, acting like a particularly senior sister.

Jiang Xiao nodded obediently, leaned on Lin Yan's shoulder, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

There was no spiritual energy emanating from his body, and there was no sign that he was about to explode and die.

Wen Ziqi looked at him in amazement, then looked at the people from Tianshui Sect in disbelief, asking with his eyes: Do you all think there is no problem?

The brothers of the Tianshui Sect all felt that there was no problem and were happy that Jiang Xiao was able to recover.

The Kunlun ancestor who turned into a snowman vaguely sensed a hint of unreal terror from Jiang Xiao.

That was the fear that low-level cultivators felt out of their self-defense instinct when they saw high-level cultivators.

He guessed that this child's identity was not ordinary. Seeing that no one from Tianshui Sect wanted to talk about it, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he sincerely thanked them: "Thank you all for your help and for protecting my Kunlun Palace from the disaster."

The level of the disaster this time was too high. Ning Yao and his companions actually could not help, and they felt a little embarrassed when facing the thanks from the Kunlun Patriarch.

Jiang Xin had contributed a lot, so she accepted the thanks calmly: "You're welcome. Just don't blame me for damaging the roof of your main hall."

The Kunlun Patriarch, who originally didn't know about this, said: "..."

He looked towards the main hall of Kunlun, and saw only a bottomless cenote and Dai Hanshu, who was reflecting on his premature happiness beside the cenote. (End of this chapter)