Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
Chu Feng had remained within the Totem Dragon Clan's secret realm the entire time.
The only reason others had vacated the space was so they wouldn't disturb him — now, only Chu Feng and Long Zhuoyan were left inside.
During that period, they received a message from Xiao Yu'er and the others regarding the Bloodline Opportunity Mountain.
Indeed, all parties had made their way there. Not only had contemporary cultivators arrived, but several ancient races had shown up as well — including the familiar Huangfu Heavenly Clan and a number of unfamiliar faces.
Fortunately, Xiao Yu'er and the others had kept a low profile. They hadn't revealed their identities, nor had any conflicts broken out.
Of course, the purpose of sending word back wasn't merely to report their safety. More importantly, they wanted to let Chu Feng know that the Bloodline Opportunity Mountain had not yet officially opened, and if things were fine on his end, he could come join them.
Based on their observations, the Bloodline Opportunity Mountain truly did contain certain opportunities.
As for Chu Feng, he had finally managed to save the lives of Jie Shanxian, Daoist Zhai Xing, and Jie Tiannian.
At this moment, Long Zhuoyan sat cross-legged on a chair, whether with her eyes closed to rest or cultivating, it was hard to tell.
Jie Shanxian and the other two lay unconscious within a healing formation.
Chu Feng stood beside the formation, gazing at the three of them, the worry on his face far from fading.
Though the Gu poison had been removed, that alone had only preserved their lives. They would need a very long time to recover, and even then, they would likely never return to their former state.
After all, their bloodlines had been stripped away, and their cultivation had vanished along with them. They were now nothing more than ordinary people.
The gap between ordinary people and cultivators was enormous. No matter how many remedies existed, they could never compare to true practitioners.
What's more, Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing were both quite advanced in age. Without cultivation to sustain them, their lifespans would naturally be affected as well.
Heaven only knew how much longer they could live.
"Sister, is there any way to help restore the bloodlines of those two seniors?" Chu Feng turned to Long Zhuoyan.
The two he referred to were Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing.
Although his aunt Jie Tiannian's bloodline had also been stripped away and she too had lost all her cultivation, she was not only younger, but more crucially, her injuries were different from those of Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing.
The bodies of Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing had been destroyed far too thoroughly. Based on Chu Feng's current observations and judgment, he believed they were beyond repair — even if suitable bloodlines were found, they couldn't be fused into their bodies.
These two were, for all intents and purposes, completely crippled.
Jie Tiannian, however, still had a chance at recovery. At worst, she would need to cultivate from scratch, but at least the path of cultivation remained open to her.
"The damage is too thorough. Even if suitable bloodlines are found, it would be extremely difficult to transfer them into their bodies."
"Without cultivation, their lifespans will be severely shortened. I'm afraid they won't live much longer."
Long Zhuoyan opened her eyes, and her assessment matched exactly what Chu Feng had observed.
But she was, after all, a peerless Spirit World Master from the ancient era. Even though her cultivation had regressed, the experience she had accumulated and the techniques she had mastered were still among the very best in the entire cultivation world.
Coming from her lips, these words amounted to a death sentence for Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing.
Chu Feng looked once more at the sleeping Jie Shanxian and Daoist Zhai Xing, his eyes filled with heartache.
How had these two ended up in Jie Tianran's hands, only to suffer such a miserable fate?
Chu Feng felt that it most likely had something to do with him.
"You've already done everything you can. Besides, everyone has their own fate."
"Come with me to the Ninth Heavenly River, little brother," Long Zhuoyan said.
"Sister, I'm not planning to go just yet," Chu Feng replied.
"You're not going?"
"You already know that your mother has entered the Ninth Heavenly River. Don't tell me you want to seek revenge on their behalf?" Long Zhuoyan asked.
"These three seniors ended up like this because of me."
"Besides, if I can't stop Jie Tianran, more people I know will be harmed in the future."
"I can't just walk away," Chu Feng said.
"Staying is fine too. Perhaps you really will have a chance to obtain the power of the Divine Era," Long Zhuoyan said.
"Sister, you know something about the Divine Era?" Chu Feng asked.
"It's existed since ancient times, and it appears fairly often — but no one has ever managed to obtain its true inheritance."
"That said, my little brother is rather special. Perhaps you'll have a chance."