Could you miss such a scene?

Lan Zhi felt that she was really lucky.

Luck seems to be a rather mysterious thing at first glance. However, after experiencing many worlds, Lan Zhi discovered that to some extent, luck could be regarded as the manifestation of the will of gods/the universe/the Heavenly Dao.

In the Star Spirit Continent, it meant that the Star Spirit Master was taking care of her.

Even if this kind of care was unconscious, Lan Zhi was still quite grateful. Immediately, she clasped her hands together in a respectful gesture and said, "Thank you, Star Spirit Master!"

After expressing her gratitude, she continued to happily nourish her body.

She didn't know that the great Star Spirit Master's divine thought slightly stirred in his sleep—

Since she had already thanked Him, why hadn't she replied to His message for such a long time?

Lan Zhi nourished her body continuously for ten days. After meeting the requirements for repairing her divine soul, she was ready to start the repair.

The process of repairing the divine soul wasn't complicated.

First, take the body-protecting medicine. After it took effect, take the medicine that assisted in removing the star power. After both medicines took effect, the Dual Masters of Pill and Medicine would take action to remove the rampaging star power within the divine soul. After the star power was removed, take the medicine for repairing the divine soul. Meanwhile, Rong Keyun's teacher would sew the divine soul. Once it was sewn, it would be a great success.

All the medicines had already been refined in advance by the pavilion master of the Medicine Cultivation Pavilion and were refined into medicinal liquids that were most suitable for mortal bodies to absorb. They could be absorbed and take effect immediately after being drunk.

Last time when Rong Keyun helped sew the divine soul, she temporarily used spiritual threads condensed from star power. Although it could be used, the effect was just passable. This time, in order to thoroughly repair the divine soul, Lan Zhi endured the pain and condensed her own soul threads.

The biggest advantage of using her own soul threads was that after being sewn, the soul threads would automatically merge into the divine soul, quickly filling the marks made by the soul needles without leaving any residues that would increase the burden on the divine soul.

Everything was ready. Lan Zhi sat relaxed in the lounge waiting for it to start.

Yan Huailè was by her side chatting with her, "Are you nervous? Do you need me to help you divert your attention?"

Lan Zhi couldn't help laughing, "I'm not nervous. My divine soul is about to be healed. I just feel happy."

Yan Huailè gave her a thumbs-up, "Great! If I were to have my divine soul sewn with hundreds of people watching, I guess I'd want to cry."

Lan Zhi was stunned for a moment, "What hundreds of people?"

Yan Huailè was surprised and said, "Don't you know? Everyone in the Medical Cultivation Pavilion who could come has come."

Lan Zhi wondered, "What are they coming for?"

Yan Huailè pointed at a group of people walking in from outside, "The current number one Dual Masters of Pill and Medicine among the humble families and the strongest medical cultivator in the Pinglan Star Academy in a hundred years are joining hands to take action. The pavilion master of the Medical Cultivation Pavilion and the pavilion master of the Medicine Cultivation Pavilion can only be assistants. Have you ever seen such a scene? It's definitely a once-in-a-hundred-year event. If you were a medical cultivator, could you miss such a scene?"

Lan Zhi was silent for a moment and then said, "Alright."

Suddenly, Yan Huailè thought of something. She bent down and whispered in her ear, "By the way, you must restrain yourself from screaming when your divine soul is being sewn later."

Lan Zhi: "???"

Yan Huailè coughed softly and whispered, "Didn't the teacher always use you as an example in class before? She said that you didn't make a sound for three hours when your divine soul was being sewn. If you wail too miserably later, she'll be slapped in the face."

While they were talking, Rong Keyun had already walked towards them. Yan Huailè patted her on the shoulder, got up, nodded to her own teacher, and quickly slipped away.

Lan Zhi had originally wanted to ask her something, but since she had run away, she had to ask Rong Keyun instead, "Can I take some painkillers when it hurts later?"

Rong Keyun paused and looked at her sideways, "Isn't it a bit late to think about taking painkillers now?"