Yang Han took the box and said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Flower."
"Little Xiang, you go accompany him then. Remember to bring the palace-suppressing treasure back within four days." The fake Palace Lord, Cindy, said with a hint of authority.
As for the real Palace Lord—this veiled woman—she simply nodded and replied, "Mm."
After that, Cindy returned inside the screen, while Yang Han expressed his gratitude again, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. But I am curious—what do you need this palace-suppressing treasure for?" the veiled woman asked.
"To remove the Tyrant Seal Art's backlash from the Fenn Family." Yang Han saw how hard the other party had worked to secure the palace-suppressing treasure for him. Though it seemed smooth on the surface, he knew she must have paid a great price; otherwise, it could never have gone so easily.
The veiled woman had no idea what Yang Han was thinking. At this moment, lending him the palace-suppressing treasure was entirely her own decision, unrelated to Cindy, who was nervously waiting inside.
"Is that so? You also know the Palace Lord has already handed over the treasure, so I'll accompany you," the veiled woman said.
Yang Han understood the Palace Lord's intention—she was worried he might run off with the palace-suppressing treasure and never return it, since he wasn't bound by any restrictions. So he smiled and said, "That's not necessary. Could you prepare a secluded chamber for me instead?"
"Oh? You brought your patient with you?" The veiled woman, knowing about the Fenn Family's issues with Yang Han, naturally understood a bit. Hearing his implication, she asked in surprise.
"Yes, that's right." Yang Han nodded.
The veiled woman understood—Yang Han must have brought some kind of spatial treasure. That was fine; handling things inside Hundred-Bloom Palace meant the palace-suppressing treasure could be quickly returned.
So the veiled woman led Yang Han through a side passage to the left, which descended underground. Under her guidance, Yang Han arrived at a secluded chamber that looked like a place people usually used for cultivation; there were battle marks on many surfaces.
"This will do. I'll keep watch above for you. No one will come right now," the veiled woman said.
"I really don't know how to thank you." Yang Han was deeply grateful at this moment—without her, he could never have obtained the palace-suppressing treasure so smoothly.
"Saving a life comes first." The veiled woman replied simply, then left Yang Han behind and headed upstairs.
When she reached the surface, inside the barrier, she saw the anxious maid waiting.
"Palace Lord, you're finally back! How is he?" The maid, feeling as if she'd done something wrong, asked nervously.
"It's fine. He's in the underground chamber now. Once he's finished, he'll return the treasure to us. So only the two of us know about this—you don't need to be so nervous," the veiled woman said.
"Palace Lord, why are you so interested in him? If the other Palaces find out, it'll definitely bring trouble to Hundred-Bloom Palace," the maid said.
"Can't see through—mysterious," the veiled woman replied simply.
"Just because he's mysterious?" the maid asked, puzzled.
"Yes, nothing else," the veiled woman said decisively.
"Palace Lord, why do the Three Palaces chase him?" The maid, as she spoke, also felt Yang Han was a bit mysterious—after all, the Three Palaces had sent so many experts to Genius Star, making things difficult for the Genius Pavilion.
"You don't need to know that. When your aunt returns, you'll understand," the veiled woman said, then left the barrier and went outside to wait for Yang Han to come out.
After entering the secluded chamber, Yang Han entered the tower and found Ye Chen.
At this moment, Ye Chen looked extremely old. Somewhat embarrassed, she asked, "Am I really ugly?"
"No," Yang Han replied.
"How could I not be? Everyone says I've changed so much—now I've become an old woman," Ye Chen looked at her own skin and said helplessly.
"That's only for now. You'll recover soon," Yang Han said with a smile.
"You've found a way?" Hearing Yang Han's words, Ye Chen asked excitedly.
"Yes. Come, sit properly. I'll treat you," Yang Han said.
Ye Chen was extremely excited, but also very worried. After all, the greater the hope, the greater the possible disappointment—just like when Yang Han had her take the Ten-Thousand-Year Life Extension Pill and then tried to resolve the Tyrant Seal Art.
"Don't worry, relax." Seeing Ye Chen's expression, Yang Han comforted her, but Ye Chen still seemed a bit tense.
Yang Han patiently reassured her until Ye Chen calmed down. Then Yang Han opened a box, revealing a palm-sized bead in his hand, still dark in color.
"Should I inject spiritual power?" Yang Han realized he had forgotten to ask how to use it, so he tried infusing it with spiritual power.
Sure enough, after spiritual power was infused, the bead began to glow. The radiance shone on their bodies, bringing a wave of comfort; both Yang Han and Ye Chen were enveloped in the light.
As Yang Han continued to infuse spiritual power, the glow remained steady, and Ye Chen's face began to change—her dried, wrinkled skin started to slowly peel away.
Seeing this, Yang Han couldn't help but admire the palace-suppressing treasure, and so he increased his efforts.
In this way, Yang Han controlled the palace-suppressing treasure to remove Ye Chen's side effects, while he remained unaware of what was happening outside.
On Prodigy Star, after receiving orders, many Genius Pavilion disciples rushed back, while some who feared for their lives stayed away.
Meanwhile, experts from the Three Palaces, the Fenn Family, and other clans—those at Shadow-God-Realm and above—kept arriving. What started as a handful grew to dozens, then over a hundred.
More orders were sent from each Palace's outposts, so at this moment, Genius Pavilion was packed with the strongest cultivators from every star system.
The upper echelons of the Genius Pavilion felt immense pressure, knowing this was the greatest catastrophe in their history. Even without Evan Yang, the Three Palaces would inevitably seek to eliminate the Pavilion, since its potential was too great. If the day came when those geniuses matured and refused to submit, countless figures like Evan Yang could emerge.
So Evan Yang was neither the first nor the last. In their hearts, the Pavilion knew this crisis was unavoidable—if they won, they would survive; if they lost, the Genius Pavilion would be erased from existence.
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"Left Pavilion Lord, are they still increasing their forces?" asked the Heaven Pavilion Lord.
"Yes, they're still coming. I wonder why they haven't made a move yet?" replied the Left Pavilion Lord, puzzled.
Besides these two, several other Pavilion Lords gathered in the chamber.
"They're waiting for Evan Yang to show himself," said the last Pavilion Lord.
"They're ruthless, sending all their Shadow-God-Realm and above experts, while we simply can't match their numbers," sighed the Heaven Pavilion Lord.
"That's not the main issue. Patriarch Fenn, the Ninefold Palace Lord, Heaven-Mystic Palace Lord, and Blossom Fay of Hundred-Bloom Palace—those four are exceptionally strong. The three of us can only stall them; winning is impossible," the Left Pavilion Lord sighed.
At this point, the Right Pavilion Lord couldn't help but suggest, "Should we go ask that senior for help?"
"No, unless it's a true crisis, we mustn't disturb him. If we anger that senior, we'll suffer for it," said the Heaven Pavilion Lord, after some thought.
"This isn't a crisis yet?" grumbled the Left Pavilion Lord, seeing the Three Palaces and the clans nearly surrounding them outside.
"As long as war hasn't broken out, it doesn't count. Right now, it's about who strikes first. If they're truly here for Evan Yang, they'll wait for him to appear. But if their real aim is to destroy us, we won't just sit and wait for death," answered the Heaven Pavilion Lord.
The Heaven Pavilion Lord's words made it clear: if they really wanted to wipe out the Genius Pavilion, they wouldn't just sit and wait; but if they were here for Evan Yang, it was a different matter.
As for the Three Palaces' true intentions, no one really knew yet; only their actions would reveal the truth.
Meanwhile, Evan Yang was still in the underground chamber of Hundred-Bloom Palace, treating Ye Chen.
At this moment, Ye Chen's face had returned to its original youthful appearance. Her delicate features reappeared before Evan Yang, a world apart from her previous wrinkled, aged skin.
Ye Chen, still unaware she had recovered her appearance, kept her eyes closed, waiting for Evan Yang to finish the treatment.
Evan Yang had spent thirty days inside the Sky-Piercing Tower, carefully treating Ye Chen's skin. Thanks to the fifty-times time acceleration, while thirty days passed inside, less than a day passed outside. Seeing her restored appearance, Evan Yang smiled, "It's done."
Ye Chen heard his voice, opened her eyes slightly, saw Evan Yang smiling at her, and touched her face. "Really? Am I healed?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"Use your divine sense to check," Evan Yang replied with a gentle smile.
Overwhelmed, Ye Chen activated her divine sense. Discovering the changes throughout her body, she was nearly moved to tears. For thousands of years, she had faced her aged reflection daily, sometimes feeling trapped in a nightmare she wished to wake from. Now, seeing her true self again, she was deeply grateful. "Thank you," she said, tears streaming down her cheeks.
It was as if thousands of years of pent-up sorrow finally burst forth in tears.
Seeing Ye Chen's relief, Evan Yang finally relaxed. He sent her off to rejoin the others inside the Sky-Piercing Tower, while he prepared to leave—after all, borrowed treasures must be returned, and staying longer in Hundred-Bloom Palace only increased the danger.
Everyone inside the Sky-Piercing Tower celebrated Ye Chen's restored appearance, sharing her joy. At that moment, Ye Chen felt like she had survived a great tribulation and been reborn.
Outside, Evan Yang found Blossom Fay waiting for him and smiled, "Thank you."
"Already finished?" Blossom Fay was surprised that Evan Yang had solved it in less than a day.
Evan Yang nodded. Thanks to the fifty-times time acceleration inside the Sky-Piercing Tower, thirty days had passed inside, but outside it hadn't even been a full day. "Yes, it's done," he said.
Evan Yang handed the box containing the Pearl-Glow Orb back to Blossom Fay, who took it and warned, "You'd better not return to Prodigy Star. The Three Palaces now have Clear-Sight Immortal Pills refined by the Alchemy Saint Hand. These pills can pierce the Hidden Dragon Elixir's disguise and expose you. You should get as far away as possible."
Evan Yang had no idea what was happening on Prodigy Star, nor about the Alchemy Saint Hand's involvement. His expression grew grim. "Prodigy Star? What's going on?"
"You don't know?" Blossom Fay was surprised Evan Yang was still unaware.
"No, I really don't know. Please tell me," Evan Yang said.
Blossom Fay had no choice but to explain everything to Evan Yang: the Three Palaces' move against Prodigy Star, the Alchemy Saint Hand's refinement of Clear-Sight Immortal Pills to counter the Hidden Dragon Elixir, and the risks now facing the Genius Pavilion. When Evan Yang finished listening, his face changed dramatically.