Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Yikes!

It’s headed toward where the Bai Family had settled.

A group of people hurried over. By the time they arrived, several junior cultivators from the Bai Family had already suffered some mishap. After briefly explaining the situation, the Divine Spring changed direction again.

Huangfu Liang was shocked, ”That’s Su Wanjun’s room.”

This is really a big deal. If she acted without knowing, Ou Mingdong would be done for.

By the time everyone arrived again, the image they imagined hadn’t appeared.

The Divine Spring didn’t tease her, nor did she respond aggressively. Instead, she had a look of great interest on her face.

The scene was roughly the Divine Spring hovering in mid-air, changing into all sorts of bizarre shapes in front of Su Wanjun, almost as if it were performing tricks.

Performing? Han Yu was stunned.

Pleasing? Huangfu Liang’s mouth twitched slightly.

Ling Wuce hurriedly took out a small booklet and quickly scribbled something down. Ye Hei leaned over to take a look, and his face fell immediately.

Attracted by beautiful women?

”What is that thing?”

Su Wanjun noticed the group arriving and curiously pointed at the Divine Spring doing tricks in mid-air, asking everyone.

”That’s Ou Mingdong’s Divine Spring.”

Ling Wuce explained briefly and then had an idea, ”Try to see if you can bring it to Ou Mingdong’s room.”

Upon hearing that it was Ou Mingdong’s Divine Spring, Su Wanjun’s expression turned strange.

”Follow me!”

She took a few steps outside and spoke to the Divine Spring.

Unexpectedly, the little thing that supposedly didn’t follow orders actually began to follow her.

Huangfu Liang couldn’t help but tug at Ye Hei, whispering softly.

”It seems your junior brother is beyond saving. Even shedding parts of his body seems to involve liking her.”

Ye Hei’s face darkened...

By the time they returned to Ou Mingdong’s place, the atmosphere had lightened significantly.

The group stood in front of the bed, Su Wanjun sat on the edge, and the Divine Spring coiled at her feet.

Only Ou Mingdong felt his face turn red from embarrassment, because everyone looked at him with a peculiar expression.

He knew the whole story, and these people had observed it all, coming to understand the situation of his Divine Spring.

Ling Wuce flipped through his small booklet and briefly summarized their findings.

First, the Divine Spring has a mind of its own. This thing is even trickier than an intelligent magical treasure.

Second, the Divine Spring can leave the body. They let it run around the city without ever seeing any distance limit.

Third, the Divine Spring has a devouring capability, linked to the internal space Ye Hei discovered. Falling into it results in the consumption of True Essence.

Fourth, the Divine Spring is attracted to beauty.

This was obvious to anyone; good heavens, it was so obedient around Su Wanjun, just like its owner.

Fifth, the strength of the Divine Spring is unknown, as there’s no way to test it. Normally, the Divine Spring is the most fragile part within a cultivator, and any cultivator would protect it carefully.

Therefore, there’s no way to test it. If they tried, Ou Mingdong might meet his end.

Ling Wuce inspected Ou Mingdong’s meridians again, finding them still in a damaged state. Pills could only restore his Divine Spring, but couldn’t heal his injuries fully.

He waved and called in the four Hundred Herbs Bureau cultivators to check once more.

They came, but it wasn’t long before they all had troubled expressions. Last time it was the Divine Spring shattering; this time, it’s the Divine Spring leaving the body, with no True Essence left to utilize for treatment.

The group turned to look at Su Wanjun, making her ears turn beet red.

In the entire room now, she’s the only one capable of making the Divine Spring behave.

”You, go back.”

Su Wanjun, with a flushed face, instructed. Before she even finished speaking, it was visible that the Divine Spring was reluctant, but it began slowly crawling toward Ou Mingdong.

Its speed was extremely slow, giving off a deliberate vibe.

Just like a child gone wild, unwilling to return home, absolutely absurd!

After some coaxing, the Divine Spring finally returned, causing Ou Mingdong’s whole body to tremble, feeling a slight warmth rise within him. Soon after, he was puzzled.

”Why do I feel like my Divine Spring seems stronger?”

His Divine Spring had gone out for a while and returned distinctly different.

Stronger?

Can a Divine Spring even be described as strong? The Cultivator Realm has always described the Divine Spring’s attributes of holding True Essence or Spiritual Power as either vast or concentrated.

Everyone was taken aback, but linking it to the Divine Spring’s devouring nature, it seemed plausible.

In the future, Ou Mingdong’s Divine Spring might just be different from others.

”Wouldn’t my junior brother, in future fights, be carrying his Divine Spring as a weapon?”

An odd image popped into Ye Hei’s mind, where others wield magical treasures and Ou Mingdong charges ahead with his Divine Spring.

”Under normal conditions, shouldn’t it be halfway through, and the Divine Spring runs off to find food, leaving Ou Mingdong baffled with a loss of True Essence, waiting to be beaten up?”

Huangfu Liang also had the image, vividly.

Particularly when he mentioned it, everyone looked perplexed beyond measure.

This was likely to happen.

Meanwhile, with the intervention of the Divine Spring, the Hundred Herbs Bureau cultivators made progress in smoothing out the meridians.

One used a silver needle to clear the blood clots, another applied medicine to his limbs, continuously infusing it with their True Essence to enhance the medicinal effects.

The other two inserted silver needles at the Divine Spring’s location, stimulating it to impact the meridians.

”It works!”

A Hundred Herbs Cultivator beamed with joy, suddenly looking up with a smile.

”Give me a few days, and we can fully smooth out the meridians.”

By then, the Divine Spring would support the flow in his meridians, and complement medicinal treatment to heal bodily injuries.

At last, there was some good news, suggesting that Ou Mingdong could recover fully.

But cooperation was essential.

If Su Wanjun weren’t present, no one could make the Divine Spring cooperate.

Moreover, the uncontrollable nature of the Divine Spring was problematic.

”If Su Wanjun were to return to Shuzhou, would the Divine Spring follow her?”

Huangfu Liang joked, but no one laughed after a while, instead looking at Ou Mingdong with pity.

Should that happen, it seemed not impossible.

With the observed attributes of the Divine Spring so far, if there were no distance limits, it wouldn’t be surprising if Ou Mingdong woke up one day to find it roaming to Shuzhou City.

This uncontrollable trait leaves Ou Mingdong not only facing the embarrassment of his Divine Spring disappearing mid-cultivation but also the predicament when in combat, it might abandon him in a trice.

One must be mentally prepared for it to disappear at any moment.

Also, its devouring nature was exasperating, Ye Hei initially considered bringing him back for treatment.

But now, he didn’t dare. In Ou Mingdong’s half-dead state, unable to even hold onto his Divine Spring, taking it back to the Unparalleled Tower would cause chaos.

Imagine a whole Divine Spring lurking within the sect, preying on disciples. If it encountered some recently admitted junior disciples with weaker cultivation, that might be alright.

But if it messed with some high-cultivation senior or junior disciples, and the Divine Spring was this rogue, there’d be no telling which brother might mistakenly injure the Divine Spring, leaving Ou Mingdong with nowhere to cry.

Everyone couldn’t help but glance at Han Yu, who quickly waved his hands.

”Don’t count on me. I said from the start, this uncontrollable state is a side effect we cannot resolve.”

Ling Wuce pondered for a moment, then turned to Su Wanjun.

”How about you take up the position of Guardian in White Emperor City?”

Shuzhou City being remote, having a Divine Gaze Realm Cultivator stationed there was somewhat wasteful.

Thus, he could make the call, and notify Quan Xiaotong later.

Whoa!

This could make him absolutely ecstatic.

They could clearly see Ou Mingdong trying hard to suppress a smile, especially at the moment Su Wanjun nodded in agreement.

”Lord Ou, can you let go? It hurts!”

A Hundred Herbs Cultivator’s face turned livid. He was focusing intently on inserting the needle, only for his thigh to be suddenly pinched.

Looking down, he saw that Ou Mingdong, who had just regained movement, had grabbed hold of him...