I Can See Through Everything-Chapter 594

As the life-rich spiritual energy surged forward under Lu Qing's control, it flooded toward Ye Qingzhu and the others.

In mere moments, the wounds on their bodies began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, merely healing external injuries was far from enough.

The more troublesome damage Ye Qingzhu and the others had suffered was internal—injuries to their organs, meridians, and even their dantian.

The strength of the beast guarding the ancient tower had been terrifying, almost completely destroying their physical bodies.

That they had survived at all was thanks to the tenacious vitality of Golden Core Realm cultivators.

Thus, Lu Qing had no choice but to treat their internal injuries as well.

He took out a set of golden needles, tapped his foot lightly, and the array beneath him activated, gently lifting Ye Qingzhu and the other three into the air.

Spreading his spiritual sense, Lu Qing’s powerful divine soul enveloped them, mapping every internal injury in detail.

He formed hand seals, and the golden needles floated into the air, hovering beside him. With a thought, they flew into the acupuncture points all over the four people's bodies.

Once the Golden Needle Array secured their life force, Lu Qing condensed his spiritual power into fine threads, threading them into each of their bodies. Splitting his focus four ways, he began carefully repairing their damaged meridians.

"He's treating all four at once?"

Outside the formation, the Qiankun Sect disciples were stunned by the sight.

Even Qin Zheng, a cultivator at the eighth transformation of the Golden Core Realm, was dumbfounded.

They were well aware of how severe Ye Qingzhu and the others’ injuries were.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were half a step into the afterlife.

They had expected Lu Qing, even with his incredible medical skill, would have to treat each person one at a time, slowly and cautiously.

They hadn't expected him to treat all four simultaneously.

"Just as Junior Sister Qingzhu said, this Fellow Daoist Chen’s medical skill truly borders on the miraculous."

After a long moment, Qin Zheng came to his senses and couldn’t help but exclaim.

"I’ve said it before—Brother Chen’s healing arts are amazing!" said Chu Xiaojing proudly.

"Looks like Junior Sister Qingzhu and the others really will be saved this time."

Even through the barrier of the formation, Qin Zheng and the others could see a clear change.

With Lu Qing’s treatment, the complexion of Ye Qingzhu and her companions was clearly improving. No longer pale and deathly, a healthy color was gradually returning to their faces.

It was obvious they were recovering fast.

"To think Fellow Daoist Chen’s medical arts are so extraordinary."

Daoist Wubao was equally shocked.

What Lu Qing was demonstrating wasn’t just impressive—it was unheard of.

Recalling Lu Qing’s previous displays of ability, he couldn’t help but wonder if there was anything this man couldn't do.

Lu Qing had no time to be distracted by their thoughts.

He was completely focused on carefully repairing the chaotic internal meridians of Ye Qingzhu and the others.

It was painstakingly delicate work. Even someone of his skill, treating four people at once, dared not let his attention waver.

Time passed, and gradually Lu Qing finished repairing their damaged meridians and acupoints one by one.

Finally, when the last meridian was restored, the four bodies trembled. Their once-dim Golden Core of Spiritual Power regained a faint glow and began circulating again, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy within the formation.

With that, their recovery accelerated even more.

That was the tenacity of Golden Core cultivators—so long as their core could circulate, their life force endured, allowing rapid healing.

But if they were injured to the point where the core couldn’t move—or shattered—it would truly be the end.

Now that their meridians were healed and their Golden Cores were functioning, their recovery picked up speed.

Finally, the consciousness of the previously comatose group began to stir.

"Where am I? Didn’t I die at the hands of that beast guarding the tower? And... Fellow Daoist Chen?"

Ye Qingzhu opened her eyes, still dazed.

When her gaze landed on Lu Qing, she paused, then slowly regained clarity.

Seeing her surroundings, she quickly pieced things together.

"So it was you again, Fellow Daoist Chen... you saved me once more?"

"I was trapped in this secret realm and sought aid from your sect. I didn’t expect to find you injured—so I did what I could to heal your wounds," Lu Qing replied with a smile.

"You’ve saved our lives again and again, dragging us back from the gates of death. I, Zixiao, truly do not know how to repay such great kindness."

Zixiao, who had also awakened, spoke with deep gratitude.

"Alas, my healing skills weren’t quite enough to restore your right arm, Fellow Daoist Zixiao."

Though Golden Core cultivators had strong vitality, they hadn’t reached the point of limb regeneration.

Regrowing a limb would require very high-grade pills or spiritual medicines.

While Lu Qing did possess such ingredients, he had already done his utmost by saving their lives. He wasn’t about to play the fool and sacrifice more.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you speak too humbly. To have survived is fortune enough—how could I dare hope for more?" Zixiao quickly said.

While Ye Qingzhu and Zixiao thanked Lu Qing, the other two Qiankun Sect disciples remained confused, still unsure what exactly had happened.

But Lu Qing gave them no time to ponder, urging, "Now that you've awakened, focus on healing and fully restoring your strength. Don’t let the spiritual energy in this formation go to waste."

Only then did Ye Qingzhu and the others notice the dense, life-rich spiritual energy swirling around them.

Lu Qing explained that it was generated through a special formation, and the group didn’t dare slack off. They immediately began circulating their Techniques to absorb the surrounding energy and speed up their recovery.

"He already brought Senior Sister Ye and the others back so quickly?"

Outside the formation, the Qiankun Sect disciples saw Ye Qingzhu’s group awake and were both relieved and in awe of Lu Qing’s skill.

Junior Sister Xiaojing was right—this Fellow Daoist Chen’s medical ability was truly otherworldly.

"Thank goodness... they’re safe now."

Qin Zheng finally let out a long breath, heart settling.

This secret realm expedition had already cost them two fellow disciples—it was a blow he struggled to bear.

Had anything happened to Ye Qingzhu and the others, he would not have known how to face the sect.

Half an hour passed before Ye Qingzhu’s group completed their healing.

When they opened their eyes again, their spirits were bright.

Though not back to peak form, they could move freely and had regained most of their strength.

All that remained was to slowly nourish their bodies back to full health.

Lu Qing withdrew the formation and retrieved the talismans and spirit stones he had used.

He had deployed eighteen mid-grade spirit stones, which had only been half-drained. They were still quite valuable.

"Senior Sister Ye!"

As soon as the array vanished, Chu Xiaojing dashed in and threw herself into Ye Qingzhu’s arms, sobbing.

"There, there... I’m fine now. Don’t cry like this, or people will laugh at you."

Ye Qingzhu’s voice was gentle as she stroked her hair.

She knew this girl must have been terrified while she was unconscious.

"It’s all my fault! If you and Senior Brother Zixiao hadn’t protected me, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt... and Senior Brothers Zhao Gang and Wang Ming... they..."

Her sobs grew louder and more choked.

Ye Qingzhu sighed. "Zhao Gang and Wang Ming didn’t make it?"

"Zhao Gang was struck by that ape-like beast—his body shattered.

Wang Ming was swallowed by a wolf-shaped beast.

We didn’t even manage to retrieve their remains," Chu Xiaojing wept.

Ye Qingzhu trembled. She hadn’t expected their deaths to be so tragic—without even a complete body left.

Beside her, Zixiao’s expression darkened.

The other Qiankun Sect disciples looked equally sorrowful.

Lu Qing listened in silence, now understanding why the other two Qiankun disciples who had entered Tianxu City were nowhere to be seen.

So they had already perished within the secret realm.

"Don’t cry anymore, Xiaojing. It wasn’t your fault." Ye Qingzhu gently comforted her. "If anyone’s to blame, it’s the Gongshu clan. They abandoned us mid-battle, broke our formation, and left us as bait to stop the beasts.

We will make them pay for this, one day."

Her voice was firm now.

"Indeed! If the Gongshu clan hadn’t withdrawn from formation, we wouldn’t have been broken so easily. We must demand justice!" Zixiao said loudly.

They had known Zhao Gang and Wang Ming for many years—their bond was deep.

Now, because of the Gongshu clan’s betrayal, they had died horrifically in the secret realm.

This couldn’t be allowed to pass.

The other disciples were equally indignant.

Not even Qin Zheng tried to calm them. The Gongshu clan’s actions had led to heavy losses. He might dislike conflict—but he wasn’t without temper.

Lu Qing silently watched, not interfering.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please excuse us. Emotions are running high after the loss of our comrades," Qin Zheng eventually said apologetically.

Lu Qing sighed. "Such is life. I once met Zhao Gang and Wang Ming. I didn’t expect we’d now be separated by death."

"It happened so suddenly," Qin Zheng said gloomily. "By the time we reacted, they had already fallen. And Junior Sister Qingzhu and the others were gravely wounded. We had no choice but to flee, unable even to retrieve their bodies."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, can you tell me more about these beasts—and what this secret realm truly is? Why is it that we can enter, but not leave? Even the entrance has vanished. Is there any way out?"

Lu Qing finally asked the question that had long been on his mind.

He knew that by obtaining the ancient tower’s inheritance, he could leave.

But how to gain that inheritance remained unclear.

So he wanted to know if there were any other possible exits.

"You came looking for Junior Sister Qingzhu because you couldn’t leave the secret realm?" Qin Zheng asked, suddenly understanding.

He had wondered why Lu Qing had shown up at such a timely moment—this explained it.

"Indeed. I was in seclusion and missed the initial opening of the realm.

The Daoist and I entered a day later and were sent to a remote area.

Even now, I have no clear idea what this realm is—only that it doesn’t match what was said about the Tianxu City secret realm.

Your sect is a longstanding major power. Do you know anything about this place?"

"We don’t know much either," Qin Zheng admitted. "But our sect records do mention something similar.

It’s said that once every tens of thousands of years, Sacred Tianxu Mountain gives rise to a strange secret realm, thin in spiritual energy.

They say such realms hold ancient inheritances of great power.

But that’s just legend—and these secret realms are notoriously unpredictable.

We had no idea this would be one of those inheritance trial realms."

"Do your records mention a way out?" Lu Qing pressed.

He thought, as expected, the great sects did know more.

"There are vague mentions," Qin Zheng nodded. "It’s said that if someone passes the trials and receives the inheritance...

The exit will appear once more.

Another way—some powerful beasts in the secret realm may contain Realm Exit Pearls."

Lu Qing’s eyes lit up. "Powerful beasts? How strong are we talking?"

Qin Zheng shook his head. "That, I don’t know."

"In that case, we’re still guessing in the dark..." Lu Qing sighed.

This secret realm was vast—identifying which beasts might contain those pearls wouldn’t be easy.

"Second Senior Brother," Chu Xiaojing suddenly spoke, "if we’re talking powerful beasts, none are stronger than those guarding the ancient tower!

If Realm Exit Pearls exist, they must be inside those creatures!"

Hearing that, Lu Qing’s eyes gleamed with new light.