"Master..." Zhao Chunxue glanced at the unconscious Ye Qiu, immediately covered his eyes, and said with a shiver in his voice, "Ye Qiu, in this state, can he still be saved?"
At this moment, Ye Qiu, though already in a coma, had muscles that were bulging even more fiercely!
Blood vessels had also swelled a few sizes bigger than before!
The most critical thing was that Ye Qiu's skin was emitting a sizzling sound, with fine, dense cracks appearing, from which bright red blood was flowing out, staining the ground.
This was already the most obvious sign of imminent body explosion and death!
If it weren't for Dao standing right beside, Zhao Chunxue would have really thought of digging a hole for Ye Qiu.
Zhao Chunxue was actually quite willing to do this, thinking about how he was previously hung on a hundred-meter-high building by Ye Qiu, swaying in the wind, left him full of discontent.
Dao, however, shook his head and smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, this kid's fate isn't to die, and if he were to die, it definitely wouldn't be today."
Speaking, he slowly squatted down, joined two fingers together, placed them by Ye Qiu's mouth, and immediately, two peculiar streams of black and white energy appeared, transforming into a pair of Yin and Yang fish in the breath, diving into Ye Qiu's mouth, down the throat into the stomach, swimming into the heart, and then along the blood vessels, flowing into every part of Ye Qiu's body.
About two minutes later, Dao slowly stood up, pulled his right hand back, flicked away the sweat from his injury, and chuckled, "Alright, he's not going to die, but just as I calculated, there are still aftereffects.
The remaining potion I can't clear at will, otherwise he'd truly die; he must rely on himself. If he awakens and cannot absorb it, probably his power will never improve, but if he can absorb it, he'll smoothly step into the Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm."
"Master..." Zhao Chunxue looked at Dao perplexedly, asking, "Since you knew Ye Qiu would end up like this today, why didn't you come to stop it beforehand, letting him smoothly transform into Divinity?"
Dao's expression changed, turning incomparably serious, and said solemnly, "Divinity, Divinity; you've been with me for so long, and you still don't understand the significance of these two words? If taking a potion could lead to Divinity, masters of Divinity would've been everywhere on the streets.
If I had stopped it beforehand, letting him fully absorb those potions at maximum saturation, he would not only fail to achieve Divinity but would die unjustly."
"Then..." Zhao Chunxue thought for a moment, continuing to ask, "Aren't you quite fond of him? Why not take him as a disciple, or give him sufficient resources to make him stronger quickly, so you don't have to stop Heaven from targeting him repeatedly."
"Haha!" Dao shook his head, smiled, and said, "Huaxia Yi Studies values the operation of everything in accordance with natural laws, meaning all things under the sky have their own fate.
Once we attempt to change even a tiny bit, it will lead to operational errors, incurring unimaginable consequences, much like the butterfly effect, where a butterfly's wings flapping in South America can cause a storm in North America.
The principle is like that. If I gave Ye Qiu enough resources to help him cultivate, thereby disrupting the path he was meant to take, it wouldn't be as simple as a butterfly."
"Then why did you tell me about Fell's plans and the impending kidnapping of White Rose?" Zhao Chunxue was even more confused!
When talking about change, isn't Fell's issue also a big change?
"It's different." Dao waved a hand, explained tirelessly, "Fell's issue, Ye Qiu was destined to receive my help, so my fortune-telling assistance to him is also operating according to natural laws."
"Do you have any more questions? I told you to study well with me in normal times, yet you refuse to listen. That's why you fail to understand these theories!"
Dao glared at Zhao Chunxue with a look of exasperation, scolding him.
"I have one more question!" Zhao Chunxue, not caring in the slightest, raised his hand and loudly asked, "I want to know, is Ye Qiu's current condition completely stable now, as long as no one comes to stab him twice, he won't die!"
"It is so." Dao nodded slightly.
The next moment, Zhao Chunxue curled his lips in a cold smile, then...
He suddenly dashed to Ye Qiu's side, punched hard, directly hitting Ye Qiu's chest!
With a bang, Zhao Chunxue staggered back, clutching his bleeding right hand with his left, so pained that tears nearly came out, "Damn it, this guy is too tough!"
"Isn't it just because you're too weak?" Dao said calmly.
"I'm weak, isn't it because that bastard tricked me! Otherwise, how could I become like this!" Zhao Chunxue appeared very aggrieved, with a hint of hatred surfacing in his eyes.
"Ah!" Dao's eyes revealed a look of regret, heavily sighed, and said peaceably, "This matter blames the master; if the master could improve a bit more back then, you indeed wouldn't have ended up like this.
Had it not been for these rules' constraints, the master would've already helped you kill him!"
Finishing his words, a chilling intent suddenly burst from Dao, then he actually floated away swiftly like riding a cloud, disappearing into the distance.
…
Half a month later.
In the dilapidated house by a dam of the Gan River.
Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the wall, shining on Ye Qiu's face.
Ye Qiu, who had been in a coma for half a month, finally felt a warm sensation, slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly, "Am I, am I not dead?"
"Not dead!" said Zhao Chunxue angrily by the side.
These days, following Dao's instructions, he carefully took care of Ye Qiu every moment while muttering all the time, "Just die! Don't wake up, don't wake up!"
Seeing Zhao Chunxue's expression, Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel a bit helpless.
This guy is quite mysterious, yet his character seems like a child, still mulling over past events after half a month.
"Thank you."
Ye Qiu gratefully looked at Zhao Chunxue, even though he did not know the events that transpired, he was certain that without Zhao Chunxue and the mysterious person supporting him, he would have certainly died.
Thankful words were said, and before Zhao Chunxue could reply, suddenly, Ye Qiu's face froze.
Then, his eyes were completely filled with an expression of disappointment.
In his battle with Fell, he was forced to inject the new Golden Potion. At that time, he thought if he could live, his power would surely break through, possibly allowing him to rise after a setback, directly entering the Divinity Transformation Realm!
But now, he was more disappointed than ever!
In the end... not only did it not lead to Divinity Transformation, but there wasn't even a breakthrough!
Not a single bit of a breakthrough!
After bearing such a vast price, how could Ye Qiu accept this result?
"There's bad news I have to tell you, do you want to hear it?"
Zhao Chunxue suddenly spoke up.