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“Big Brother An, I was so scared when I heard you and Xiaolan had disappeared! Woof!

“I heard an elder of the Vermilion Bird Sect say that they had used a simulation spell technique, which revealed to them that you and Xu Xiaolan had encountered five Holy Palace Leaders and that you had been in contact with the holy flame. However, the elder said that there was less than a ten percent chance that you had survived.

“They also said that a mysterious mighty figure appeared before slaying the five Holy Palace Leaders and taking the holy flame!” Da Bai’s enraged voice sounded from the other side.

An Lin’s lips twitched slightly. What the hell is this simulation spell technique? Is it a counterfeit one?

However, if one was to think about it, this was probably the only reasonable explanation they could provide.

He suddenly thought of his Divine Simulation Technique at the mention of the term simulation. He had no idea how much of his lifespan he had sacrificed during his successive usage of the Divine Simulation Technique. However, it must have been a lot, as his hair was completely white now. He had to remember to eat some vitality-restoration pills to replenish his body.

An Lin paused for a moment before speaking again, “Two things. Number one, keep this a secret and don’t tell anyone about me. Number two, find an excuse to leave the Vermilion Bird Sect and come to Xixia City! I’ll be waiting for you.”

“No problem, we’ll definitely get there within two days, woof!” Da Bai replied before cutting off the voice transmission.

An Lin heaved a light sigh of relief. He had to find a chance to return the Flame-Sealing Disc to the Vermilion Bird Sect. This was a mission he had planned for his team of beast pets.

Next, he had to try and restore Xu Xiaolan’s Dao foundation. Although chances of recovery were extremely slim, An Lin refused to give up. He would do all he could to find a recovery method.

An Lin didn’t know that many mighty figures. Aside from Daolord Lu Ya, who he had never met, he was only familiar with Vice-Principal Yu Hua, the Moon Palace Leader Chang’e, and Yi Xi from Dou Shuai Palace.

Among these three, Chang’e was the number one pill refinement master in the Heavenly Court. She was only at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage, but her pill refinement skills excelled above the vast majority of Dao Integration Stage super-mighty figures.

An Lin considered his options for a moment before contacting Chang’e.

He discovered that during the period in which he had disappeared, Chang’e had tried to contact him numerous times. This showed that she at least considered him to be a friend, and this notion made him a lot less uneasy as he contacted Chang’e.

“An Lin?” Chang’e’s voice quickly sounded from the other side.

An Lin: “Yeah, it’s me. How are you, Sister Chang’e?”

Chang’e chuckled softly. “I should be asking you that instead. I heard you died.”

An Lin: “… Well, as you can see, those are all lies. However, I’ll have to ask you to keep the fact that I’m still alive a secret.”

“Alright, I can do that. What do you need me for?” Chang’e replied.

An Lin paused for a moment before continuing, “Do you know of any way for a person to cultivate again after their Dao foundation has collapsed? The reason behind the Dao foundation collapsing was a transfusion of bloodline, and that person has now been reduced to a mortal.”

Chang’e remained silent for a long while before replying.

“I’ve never heard of anyone within the Kingdom of the Nine States who was able to cultivate again after their Dao foundation collapsed,” Chang’e replied.

Disappointment fell across An Lin’s face when he heard this.

“However, this doesn’t mean it can’t be done,” Chang’e added.

An Lin’s heart trembled as hope appeared on his face.

“But I don’t know how it can be done,” Chang’e concluded.

An Lin: “…”

“Could you please get everything off your chest at once? My heart can’t take it if you feed me bits of information like this…” An Lin sighed with his hand clasped over his chest.

“A collapsed Dao foundation is like a soul which has vanished. There’s no way to recover it. Trying to reconstruct a Dao foundation is even harder than recovering a lost soul… It’s impossible unless you have godly powers. I don’t mean to rain on your parade, but even if you were to ask the Celestial Thearch, he wouldn’t be able to do anything either. Besides, I have more expertise in this area than he does anyway,” Chang’e continued with a forlorn sigh.

An Lin was extremely disappointed to hear this.

He was thinking that if he had no other alternatives, he could ask Emperor Ziwei for help, then perhaps try to contact the Celestial Thearch through Lin Junjun. However, Chang’e’s words instantly dispelled even those hopes. He could only rack his brain for other potential avenues now.

“The person you’re talking about is Xu Xiaolan, am I correct?” Chang’e suddenly asked.

An Lin fell silent.

“Don’t worry, I was only able to deduce this from some rumors I had heard, as well as from the things you were asking me about.” Chang’e’s cold voice suddenly became gentle and soft as she said, “She’s a good girl, don’t let her down.”

“I won’t give up… no matter what price I have to pay,” An Lin clenched his fists as he said in a determined voice.

“Alright, I’ll keep this a secret for you as well. I’ll also ask around to see if anyone I know has any information that could help you. I’ll get back to you if I hear anything useful,” Chang’e continued.

“Thank you so much!” An Lin was extremely moved by her gesture. Chang’e had countless connections with the most powerful mighty figures on the continent. Thus, for her to inquire her contacts for information would be of immense help to An Lin.

Chang’e was quite reclusive, but her pill refinement skills were top-notch. There were many Dao Integration Stage super-mighty figures that would ask her to refine pills for them, and many of them even owed her favors. If she really did ask around, perhaps she would be able to dig up some secrets.

An Lin heaped genuine words of gratitude upon Chang’e before cutting off the voice transmission.

He then contacted Vice-Principal Yu Hua.

Vice-Principal Yu Hua was greatly startled by An Lin’s voice transmission, but he soon calmed down and began to think about the question An Lin had asked him.

In the end, he replied that he didn’t know of any method to repair one’s Dao foundation. However, he would try to get in contact with the principal to see if he could provide more insight on the matter.

An Lin expressed his gratitude again before contacting Yi Xi.

“Holy f*ck! Mr. An Lin, were your reborn from the ashes?!” Yi Xi exclaimed in shock.

An Lin’s lips twitched. “Yes, I was reborn, but my Dao foundation has collapsed from bloodline transfusion… Do you have any way to fix this?”

“Do you think I’m an idiot? You wouldn’t be able to contact me via voice transmission talisman if your Dao foundation really has collapsed.” Yi Xi chuckled coldly.

“Hmm, looks like you’re not completely beyond help. It’s one of my friends who is suffering from this condition. Do you have any methods for treatment? State any conditions you have, I’ll satisfy them even if it means giving my life,” An Lin continued.

Yi Xi remained silent for a long while before replying, “I can see you’re very determined about this. My Master just returned to the Tai Chu Continent. I’ll ask if he has a solution, and if he does, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.”

An Lin drew a sharp intake of breath as excitement glowed in his eyes!

Yi Xi’s Master was none other than Lord Lao Zi, a member of the Daoist Trinity!

Lord Lao Zi also had the title of Grand Supreme Dao Ancestor on the Tai Chu Continent. He was on a higher level than even the Celestial Thearch, and his understanding of cultivation and Dao was unmatched. He would be the perfect person to inquire about things like collapsed Dao foundations.

However, he was often traveling through different realms, and he was someone simply too far away for An Lin to reach.

An Lin was extremely touched that Yi Xi was willing to consult with his Master for his sake.

An Lin cut off the voice transmission after expressing his utmost gratitude to Yi Xi.

After receiving Yi Xi’s promise, An Lin was in a much better mood. He began humming an uplifting tune to himself.

Knock knock knock.

At this moment, someone suddenly began knocking on his door.

“Come in,” An Lin said with a smile.

He thought it was Xu Xiaolan, but it was instead a young woman in green garments who was holding a small tub of hot water in her hands.

“Male Master, I’ve prepared some water for you to wash your face.” The young woman had a light blush on her face, and she seemed to be quite nervous.

An Lin pondered for a moment before recalling that this young woman was the maid named Litte Chun.

“Thank you, Litte Chun, put the tub on the table there!” An Lin was extremely pleased with his new title of “Male Master”, and he replied in a warm voice.

“Ok!” Little Chun nodded obediently, and she stole a worshipping glance at An Lin before taking her leave.

She revered An Lin for his cooking skills and thus volunteered to serve him. She was a bit nervous at first, but her heart was greatly eased after seeing An Lin’s warm and agreeable demeanor.

At the same time, she was also hoping that An Lin would teach her some cooking skills once they were on better terms. She would be over the moon if a master chef like An Lin were to teach her a few tricks!

An Lin tidied himself up and put on a new change of clothes before making his way toward Xu Xiaolan’s room.