Wu Shattered Star River

He Ming controlled the warship, flying rapidly. Jiang Han stood on the deck, his eyes filled with anticipation and excitement, his body trembling slightly.

It had been over three years, more than three years since he had been separated from Jiang Li. Jiang Li was already over fourteen years old, having transformed from a little girl into a young woman. He didn't even know what she looked like now.

"Young City Lord!"

The Shadow Guard glanced at Jiang Han a few times, hesitated, and then said, "Young City Lord, there might be a slight problem with Miss Jiang Li. I'm reporting this to you in advance."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Han's eyes turned cold, and he swept a glance at the Shadow Guard, asking, "What problem?"

The Shadow Guard replied, "When she was sent over by Qingyi Palace, Miss Jiang Li was in a coma. The people from Qingyi Palace said that Miss Jiang Li injured her soul during cultivation a year ago and has been unconscious for a year now."

"What?"

Jiang Han's expression changed drastically, and a murderous aura erupted from his body, his eyes turning red.

He roared, "Qingyi Palace, if Little Li'er's soul has a problem, I swear to destroy your entire palace!"

He Ming's sparse eyebrows furrowed slightly. He patted Jiang Han's shoulder and said, "Young City Lord, don't worry, let's go back and take a look first."

"咻!"

After saying that, He Ming waved his hand to let the Shadow Guard disembark, then put away the warship and flew back rapidly with Jiang Han.

This warship was top-notch, but He Ming was in the Earth Immortal Realm, and his speed was several times faster than the warship.

At He Ming's speed, it only took half an hour for the two to return to Tianluan City. He Ming took Jiang Han directly into the small courtyard.

Inside the hall of the small courtyard, there was no one. However, the inner room was full of people, including Jiang Lang, Qi Bing, Zuo Yiyi, and others.

Jiang Han rushed in like a gust of wind and saw a girl lying asleep on the bed at a glance. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his lips moved a few times as he called out in a lost voice, "Jiang Li!"

Lying on the bed was a beautiful girl, much taller, almost the same height as Zuo Yiyi, but she felt very delicate, with a thin body and a pale, bloodless face.

The girl was still breathing, but very weakly, only breathing once every few moments.

Next to the girl, Lan Lin sat with his eyes closed, one hand resting on her arm, presumably checking her condition.

Jiang Han walked to the bedside in a few steps, glanced at Lan Lin, pursed his lips, and didn't dare to speak again. He could only stare at Jiang Li with wide eyes, while silently praying in his heart.

He Ming followed in, looked at her carefully for a few moments, then closed his eyes and sensed for a while, but his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Jiang Lang, Zuo Yiyi, and the others stood nervously to the side, not daring to make a sound.

After a moment, Lan Lin opened his eyes, and Jiang Han quickly asked, "Master, how is Jiang Li's condition?"

Lan Lin's expression was somber, and he said, "Jiang Li... is missing a wisp of her soul!"

"Missing a wisp of her soul?"

Everyone's eyes widened, except for He Ming, whose expression didn't change.

Jiang Han's body trembled slightly, and he asked repeatedly, "Master, what does missing a wisp of her soul mean? Is it serious?"

Lan Lin explained, "A person has three souls and seven spirits. If one of the three souls is missing, the soul will collapse and dissipate."

"If one of the seven spirits is missing, the lightest consequence is being unable to wake up from sleep, and the heaviest is becoming an idiot. Jiang Li's situation is considered mild, but if this wisp isn't replenished, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to wake up."

Jiang Han's heart sank, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qingyi Palace must be behind this!"

Lan Lin's expression was somber, and he didn't speak. He Ming glanced at him and said, "Young City Lord, Miss Jiang Li does look like she has been unconscious for a long time. We have no evidence. If we pressure Qingyi Palace, the Divine Ruins Palace will intervene."

Lan Lin waved his hand and said, "He Ming, take a trip to Qingyi Peak yourself and convey my words to Qingyi Palace, telling them to return Jiang Li's missing wisp of soul, or I will never give up. Regardless of whether they were behind it, let's pressure them first."

"Yes, sir!"

He Ming's figure flashed, and he left the small courtyard.

Jiang Han quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

"There are only two possibilities for Jiang Li's condition!"

Lan Lin sighed and said, "One is that Qingyi Palace was behind it, stripping Jiang Li of a wisp of her soul and then extracting her life force, making her appear weak. We can't get any evidence, and if we pressure them, the Divine Ruins Palace will definitely intervene."

"The second possibility is that Jiang Li did have a problem with her cultivation a year ago, injuring her soul. Regardless of the situation, things are quite tricky."

Jiang Han nodded slightly. He took two deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.

Zuo Yiyi, Qi Bing, Jiang Lang, and the others stood beside him with anxious expressions, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Han pondered for a moment and asked, "Master, besides having Qingyi Palace return that wisp of soul, are there any other ways to replenish it?"

"Yes!"

Lan Lin said in a deep voice, and Jiang Han's eyes lit up, but Lan Lin's expression was still very solemn.

He said, "If we can find a soul-recovering sacred medicine, there is a chance to replenish it. Currently, there are two known soul-recovering sacred medicines: one is the Purple Immortal Lotus, and the other is the Divine Soul Fruit."

"However, these two sacred medicines haven't appeared for decades. The last Divine Soul Fruit that matured was obtained by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion and refined by him. These kinds of sacred medicines... finding them depends on luck."

Jiang Han's heart sank. Appearing once every few decades? And the last time it appeared, it was obtained by an immortal-level force. Even if these kinds of sacred medicines appear, it would be difficult to obtain.

If it appears again in a few decades, wouldn't Jiang Li have to sleep for a few decades? Can she last that long?

Jiang Han looked at Jiang Li's pale face and asked, "Master, will Jiang Li's body have problems if she keeps sleeping like this?"

"That's not a problem!"

Lan Lin said, "Just feed her a high-level energy pill once a month. She's only missing a wisp of her soul, and the rest of her body is fine, just like an ordinary person sleeping."

Jiang Han was slightly relieved. Lan Lin stood up, and a spatial ring lit up in his hand. He handed Jiang Han a few bottles.

He instructed, "These are high-level energy pills, enough for her to use for a year. Feed her one pill a month, don't feed her too much."

"Wait for Qingyi Palace's reply, and I will also arrange for people to inquire about the situation of soul-recovering sacred medicines. Don't be too anxious, anyway... I will do my best."

Jiang Han bowed gratefully and said, "I'm troubling you, Master."

Lan Lin's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. Only then did everyone gather around, looking at Jiang Li and comforting Jiang Han.

Jiang Han sat by the bed, staring blankly at Jiang Li, without saying a word.

Everyone exchanged glances, not knowing what to say. Jiang Han had waited for more than three years and finally brought Jiang Li back, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

In the afternoon, He Xiang walked in. Qingyi Peak had sent a reply.

Feng Yin had sent a message, saying that they hadn't done anything. Jiang Li had fallen asleep a year ago. If Lan Lin didn't believe it, he could ask Elder Shi, a soul cultivation expert from the Divine Ruins Palace, to investigate.

If it was found that Qingyi Palace had done something, they would let Lan Lin deal with them as he pleased.

Feng Yin dared to send such a message, either because they really hadn't done anything, or because they were confident that even the elders of the Divine Ruins Palace wouldn't be able to detect their actions.

Butler He had He Xiang relay the message that he had already arranged for a large number of disciples from the Outer Affairs Hall to inquire about the news of soul-recovering sacred medicines everywhere, telling Jiang Han to be patient and focus on cultivation first.

"Qingyi Palace must have done something!"

After receiving the news, Jiang Han clenched his fists, and a faint murderous intent filled the air.

Although Qingyi Palace's reply seemed fine, he had a feeling that Qingyi Palace had definitely done something to Jiang Li.

"Qingyi Palace, just you wait!"

Jiang Han said hatefully, "If Jiang Li never wakes up, when my strength is sufficient, I will definitely raze your Qingyi Palace to the ground!"