Xu Tairan looked at Jiang Ye, a hint of helplessness flashing across his face.
"Divine Son Jiang is absolutely right." Xu Tairan cupped his hands, his tone becoming a bit more respectful, "I've heard the Jiang Clan has a Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool... If Your Highness, Divine Son, is willing to speak up and first heal Xu Mang's surface wounds and suppress the spread of Devilish Qi, our Xu Family is willing to pay any price."
He was hinting at Jiang Ye.
Even if the Devilish Qi couldn't be completely eradicated, just stabilizing Xu Mang's injuries would be a great kindness.
After all, the situation was urgent and couldn't be delayed!
The reason he was so humble was because Xu Mang's injury was severe.
If the Jiang Clan was unwilling to use the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool to heal Xu Mang, Xu Tairan couldn't force them.
The Xu Family also had no better solution.
Just then.
Xu Mang struggled to lift his head, looking at Jiang Ye, a hint of earnestness showing through his Chaos-filled eyes.
His aura was weak, and his voice was hoarse and faint: "Divine Son Jiang, I know there's a rift between the Xu Family and the Jiang Clan, but the matter of Xu Yang and Xu Qing was truly not our clan's doing. If Divine Son is willing to lend a hand... I, Xu Mang, will surely repay this kindness in the future..."
Before he could finish, he coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood foam.
Within the blood, a faint, dark Demonic Pattern was subtly intertwined, moving like a venomous snake.
"Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool?!"
Some guests couldn't help but gasp, their voices filled with shock and envy.
"They actually asked to use that Sacred Pool? That's a place exclusively for the Divine Son; even collateral Prodigies have no right to touch it!"
"Indeed, that's a divine object that even the Jiang Clan themselves are extremely stingy with... The Xu Family has gone all out."
"But will Divine Son Jiang grant them this favor?"
Whispers rose and fell all around, but they quickly subsided into silence, all eyes fixed on Jiang Ye.
Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool.
The Jiang Clan's Legacy Divine Land.
Such an Immortal Pool was only known by name to the world, but never seen.
It had always only been for the cultivation of the clan's Divine Sons and direct Bloodline; the sacred spring within was extraordinary, originating from the Heavenly Dew Divine Eye that never dried up for ten thousand years in the Nine Heavens, condensing the essence of the Heavenly Dao and gathering the spirituality of all beings. A single drop could cleanse marrow and bone, bringing the dead back to life and regenerating flesh from white bones!
Jiang Ye glanced at Xu Mang, then at Xu Tairan's subtly suppressed anxious gaze, a flicker of a smile appearing and vanishing deep in his eyes.
He spoke softly, his tone calm: "The Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool is not comparable to ordinary spiritual springs. It absorbs the divine radiance of Heaven and Earth, receives the worship of all spirits. Every drop of sacred dew takes a hundred years to condense, and even a slight disturbance could damage its Origin."
He paused, a slight curve to his lips, his tone lazy with a hint of playfulness: "Do you think my Jiang Clan would easily give it to outsiders?"
Xu Tairan's expression froze, and the surroundings were filled with a wave of shock.
Everyone thought Jiang Ye was going to refuse.
But before the air could completely solidify, Jiang Ye turned and raised his hand, waving his sleeve towards a distant mountain gate:
"However, since the person is almost dead, saving his life can be considered adding some excitement to my coming-of-age ceremony."
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.
Everyone was incredibly shocked.
"Divine Son Jiang actually agreed..."
"He's willing to use the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool to heal Xu Mang?"
"Are they crazy... This is the consequence of that troublemaker Xu Yang, and their Xu Family actually has the nerve to ask?"
"What's even more outrageous is... Divine Son Jiang actually agreed? What does he gain?"
Discussions rose again, but this time, no one dared to underestimate the Xu Family, nor did anyone dare to ignore Jiang Ye's presence. This kind of demeanor was truly the bearing a young Emperor's Son should possess.
Xu Tairan bowed deeply, a hint of almost moist gratitude appearing in his old eyes. "Thank you for your great kindness, Divine Son... Our Xu Family will remember this favor."
Jiang Ye nodded slightly, a spiritual light flashing in his palm, and a jade talisman flew from his sleeve, entering the mountain gate.
Immediately, Heaven and Earth trembled, and a white jade Heaven Rank appeared from the ground, leading to the depths of the Jiang Clan's Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool.
He turned slightly, walking slowly towards the Heaven Rank, as if strolling through a leisurely courtyard.
Xu Mang, though severely injured, was supported by a wisp of his True Qi, floating gently behind him like a cloud carried by the wind.
"Divine Son of the Jiang Clan..."
"This kind of aura is not comparable to ordinary Prodigies..."
Immortal mist swirled, and divine light poured down.
That scene was as if a Divine Son was carrying a severely injured Mortal into the realm of the Nine Heavens, the image incredibly striking.
Jiang Ye spoke calmly: "I'm taking this person."
"Divine Son's great kindness, I, Xu, am deeply grateful, but Xu Mang is a Prodigy of my Xu Family. If I could accompany him day and night to attend to him..." Xu Tairan intended to follow, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by a phantom.
"Enough!"
A voice like a great bell rang out; it was a Jiang Clan Elder stepping forward, blocking Xu Tairan.
That was a Jiang Clan Elder, wearing a jade crown, with white hair and beard, his aura as profound as a mountain. Though not angry, an inherent majesty permeated from him.
"The Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool is a vital area for our clan; for ten thousand years, no outsider has been allowed to enter without permission. The reason Xu Mang is granted a cleansing in the pool is by special permission from the Divine Son."
"Your Xu Family has already received this immense fortune, so do not push your luck!"
The tone was calm, yet undeniable.
Xu Tairan was stunned, then respectfully cupped his hands, bending even lower, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Divine Son. If Xu Mang recovers safely, my Xu Family will engrave this in our hearts."
Xu Tairan stepped back two paces, no longer daring to speak further.
And Jiang Ye had already turned, taking Xu Mang into the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool's gate. Amidst surging rosy light, their figures disappeared into the depths of the thick mist.
The Xu Family members' expressions were complex, with shock, emotion, and awe... Just as everyone's gaze was focused on the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool.
At the edge of the crowd, a slender figure stood silently, dressed in a pale green robe, his aura restrained.
His features were ordinary, Ping Fan, and his expression was extremely cold.
His gaze pierced through the crowd, landing on the Xu Family members, and a hint of indifferent yet suppressed killing intent emerged deep in his eyes.
"Jiang Ye..."
He softly uttered the name, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.
He was Xu Xiye, a follower under the Second Princess of the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty, possessing extraordinary talent, ranking first among the Divine Firmament's Seven Luminaries, and a top-tier existence among the younger generation of the Immortal Dynasty.
But this was only his superficial identity.
His true self was Xu Qiye's main body.
His former Supreme Bone was surgically removed by his clansmen, his blood drained, his life soul shattered, and he only struggled back from the brink of death by relying on the reconstruction of his Supreme Bone.
Xu Family Grand Elder Xu Tairan and Xu Mang were the culprits!
He should have died in his childhood, but he lived.
Over the years, he used the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty as a shield, lying low and rising quietly.
Now he came to Divine Son Jiang's coming-of-age ceremony.
One was to disrupt the marriage alliance between the Second Princess and the Jiang Clan;
The second was to assassinate Xu Mang, to avenge the old blood feud while framing the Jiang Clan, causing the two major powers to become Mortal enemies.
But he didn't expect that Xu Mang was ambushed by Demonic Path cultivators on his way to the Jiang Clan.
Just now, as he looked at Xu Mang, covered in Devilish Qi and on the verge of death, Xu Qiye's heart was filled with satisfaction and schadenfreude.
"Attacked by the Demonic Path, his Origin damaged; I'm afraid even the Jiang Clan's Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool can only heal the wounds and suppress the Devilish Qi..."
"From now on, Xu Mang's talent will likely be severely crippled..."
"Half-crippled..."
"It's a pity, why is Jiang Ye's behavior so strange? He actually agreed to heal Xu Mang?"
"If not for that, Xu Mang's Origin would probably be even more severely damaged!"
Deep in Xu Qiye's eyes, a hint of disappointment emerged.
