Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1745 - 1750: Heart-Wrenching Pain

Osmanthus Village, as peaceful as ever.

However, upon closer examination, one would notice.

The Imperial Sky Guarding Array set up by Xia Liu had long collapsed.

In the void, there was an elusive pressure.

Ordinary people might not detect anything.

But cultivators walking into it would feel a great oppression.

Breathing would become difficult.

It felt as if a mountain was constantly pressing down, leaving them breathless.

At the Osmanthus Sect, Tie Shan and Guo Po stood at the mountain gate.

Their expressions were exceedingly miserable.

The responsibility lay with them when Xia Liu’s sisters were abducted.

Before the Spirit Gathering Array in the back mountain, an elderly figure sat cross-legged.

Ye Wuya.

The only witness who saw the ladies being taken away.

Inside the Osmanthus Sect’s gates, disciples had lost interest in cultivation.

All awaited Xia Liu’s return.

Roar!

Invisibly, it seemed everyone heard the roar of a giant beast.

Before long, the clouds above the horizon changed dramatically, and a Seven-Colored Divine Dragon descended from the sky.

Its speed and momentum caused everyone’s hearts to tremble.

Before they could react, the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon vanished near the Osmanthus Sect’s gate, transforming into a striking white figure landing on the ground.

"Brother Xia Liu!"

Seconds later, the youth of Osmanthus Village at the training ground finally snapped out of their daze.

Xia Liu had returned!

"Boss!"

"Daoist Fellow Xia!"

Tie Shan and Guo Po hurriedly arrived at the scene. Faced with Xia Liu, they both lowered their heads, not knowing how to explain what had happened.

"Hmm, could you tell me in detail what happened?"

Xia Liu’s complexion was pale and weak, his lips like those of a chronically ill person.

He seemed like a walking corpse, devoid of soul.

An impression that he might leave this world at any moment.

"Boss, it happened in the back mountain, Senior Ye was there."

"Hmm."

Gently nodding, Xia Liu forcibly executed the Technique of Moving Heaven and Earth, his body disappearing into thin air.

When he reappeared, the figure of Ye Wuya was reflected in his eyes.

"Xia Liu, you’re back."

Ye Wuya spoke listlessly.

At the moment, his Energy Body was completely sealed, unable to muster any power.

If not for Xiao Hu and Dazhuang, he might not have even been able to deliver the news to Shu Mountain.

"Senior Ye, what exactly happened...?"

Looking at the shading devices set up within the Spirit Gathering Array—deck chairs, a pavilion, swings, and many interesting things.

Xia Liu’s eyes reddened.

The hand behind his back clenched tightly.

He could no longer afford to be easily enraged.

The situation inside him was already dire.

If he succumbed to evil in such a state, he would never find his sisters again in this lifetime.

For them, Xia Liu was willing to cherish his body even more.

"At the time, a door opened at this spot, and an old woman emerged. I couldn’t see her appearance, only sensed from her voice that she was an elderly peerless expert."

"Hmm, does Senior Ye know her cultivation level?"

Xia Liu gradually calmed down. Only in this way could he find clues from every detail.

"Her cultivation level..."

Recalling that day, Ye Wuya’s body began to tremble.

In all his long years, he had never been so flustered.

Previously, he imagined he might encounter any enemy.

But he never dared to imagine, that the old woman walking out from the twisted space, with just a glance, completely sealed his Energy Body.

What terrifying realm must she have reached to achieve such a feat?

He didn’t know, perhaps he would never understand that realm in his lifetime.

"I understand, Senior Ye, don’t blame yourself too much. Against such a terrifying enemy, even if I were present, I would be powerless."

Xia Liu slowly walked into the Innate Gathering Spirit Formation.

His hand gently brushed the deck chair.

It seemed to still hold Qianqian’s scent.

He seemed to pierce through time, witnessing that scene.

Qianqian lounging on the chair with her legs crossed, holding a goblet.

Uttering words that urged everyone to cultivate diligently.

The swing beneath the tree seemed to be favored by Xiaoman and Lan Xin.

At home, they even built a swing on the cliff.

If they weren’t cultivators, Xia Liu wouldn’t dare let them swing over the cliff.

Four cups were still placed on the stone table, which must be where Fang Fei, Guo Man, Huang Xue, and Gu Fangxia tasted tea.

They liked to discuss work-related matters.

And with Guo Man and Fang Fei’s rich experiences, they’d have plenty to talk about.

Beneath the nearby pavilion, ten mats were set out.

For meditation cultivation, three of the mats had already become indented.

That was probably from Xiaoxue, Rose, and Zhang Qing’s diligent cultivation.

Xiaoxue and Zhang Qing were not very confident in their talents.

They wanted to ensure their cultivation wouldn’t lag too far behind the other sisters through hard work.

But they didn’t know they were very outstanding; their aptitudes were great.

Rose was a cultivation fanatic.

Xia Liu had discovered it long ago.

Since practicing the cultivation technique, she had been a female version of the cultivation fanatic.

After making a round, Xia Liu returned to the deck chair and dazedly relaxed for a long time, calming his Heart and Soul. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Creek.

As he lay on the chair, the wood made a crisp sound when extending.

Xia Liu closed his eyes.

At that moment, it felt like he saw his sisters doing things beside him that they hadn’t finished.

Sister Fang and the others sipping tea, Xiaoxue diligently cultivating, Xiaoman and Lan Xin swinging.

And the mischievous Qianqian always trying to provoke him, now held in his arms, not letting her leave the chair...

Immersed in his imagined world, Xia Liu was unwilling to leave.

He only wished to remain quiet.

The time elapsed was unknown.

Xia Liu felt a chill across his body. He abruptly swung his hand, intending to hug the Qianqian sitting on him tightly.

This single action shattered his beautiful dream entirely.

"Ah! How can this be!"

Upon waking, seeing the emptiness all around, Xia Liu couldn’t help but roar aloud.

His eyes moist.

If not for that breath of strength, he might already have shed tears.

Outside the Spirit Gathering Array, Master Daozhen, Sage Qingjue, Murong Ao, Xue Ao, Mo Wentian, and Elder Dao Guang were already there.

Seeing Xia Liu in such pain stirred waves in their hearts.

They couldn’t bear, truly couldn’t bear.

Just barely having been through continuous battles, Xia Liu was more exhausted than anyone.

Upon hearing his wife disappeared into thin air, he even protected everyone in a moment of crisis, letting anger explode within him.

With such noble character, how could Heaven be so unfair?

Why let him be heartbroken?

If Xia Liu didn’t step out of the Spirit Gathering Array, none would utter a word.

They wouldn’t disturb Xia Liu.

If he wanted to stay there for a year, everyone would accompany him too.

"Rest assured, everyone, treat it as a distant journey. It won’t be long, I promise to bring you all back, I promise."

"Oh yes, I found you a sister in the Kunwu Realm. Because it was rushed, she didn’t arrive in time. Next time, you’ll chat when you meet."

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Standing under the tree, Xia Liu spoke the words he had prepared for a long time to the cliff...