Suddenly, something flashed in Shen Xiaoyan's hand.
These items were of different colors, but all carried a rich medicinal aroma.
Shen Xiaoyan's next action was to continuously throw these things into the bucket.
The temperature of the immortal spring water was already very high, set by Shen Xiaoyan. As these Chinese medicinal herbs entered the immortal spring water, they dissolved instantly. Zheng Wei, meanwhile, felt a refreshing sensation surge into his body.
At this moment, he felt he was truly the happiest person in the world.
However, this situation did not last long.
If Yizhixie felt he was in heaven a moment ago, then now Yizhixie felt he had entered hell.
Even so, he still endured without making a sound.
If Shen Xiaoyan had not seen the change in his expression, she would have thought this method had no effect on him.
Shen Xiaoyan admired Yizhixie's forbearance and also felt happy for him.
After all, small patience can spoil great plans.
Only by enduring what others cannot endure can one achieve what others cannot achieve.
Namu Zhong stood by watching this scene. Her expression was relatively calm, but her tightly clasped hands revealed her true feelings at this moment.
Even with just a brief glance, Shen Xiaoyan could understand the torment she was experiencing.
If she could, she would have wished to bear this suffering in Yizhixie's place.
As time passed, Yizhixie's expression gradually relaxed, and the clenched jaw also loosened.
It was at this moment that Shen Xiaoyan took out more emerald-green Chinese herbs and threw them into the bucket.
As the medicinal properties of the herbs fully dissolved into the immortal spring water and entered Yizhixie's body through the water, Yizhixie's body tensed up again, and his expression became somewhat contorted.
Seeing this, Namu Zhong instinctively took a few steps towards the bucket, wanting to do something. Her hand had already reached out halfway, but before touching the bucket, she forcefully stopped herself.
There was nothing she could do!
No matter how much torment Yizhixie was enduring, she could only watch.
Not only could she not stop it, but she also had to let Shen Xiaoyan proceed.
Because only in this way could Yizhixie have a chance to recover.
However, Namu Zhong's heart could not help but surge with overwhelming anger.
Of course, this anger was not directed at Shen Xiaoyan, but at the main culprit who had caused Yizhixie to suffer like this... Bai G'er.
Once Yizhixie recovered, they would return to the sect as soon as possible.
As time passed, Yizhixie could barely perceive it.
He now felt every second was like a year.
Every cell in his body was screaming, screaming in pain.
Not only him, but even Shen Xiaoyan and the other two watching from the side felt time was passing too slowly.
The immortal spring water in the bucket gradually changed from milky white to transparent as time went by.
However, this transparency did not last long before it was stained black by the black substance seeping from Yizhixie's body.
From every inch of Yizhixie's skin, from every pore, a black substance was seeping out at a uniform rate.
This black substance also emitted a strong stench.
Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei, who were standing by the bucket, instinctively recoiled a few steps.
Even Namu Zhong, who had initially been worried about Yizhixie and reluctant to step back, eventually retreated a few steps as the stench became more intense.
"Xiaoyan, why does it smell so bad?"
When Namu Zhong asked this, the three of them had already retreated to the doorway, each covering their nose and mouth with their sleeves.
Even so, they found the smell unbearable.
"That is the impurities and toxins from his body, which are now being expelled."
Hearing Shen Xiaoyan say this, Namu Zhong felt relieved.
As long as it wasn't a bad thing, she was at ease.
"Shall we go out?"
Shen Xiaoyan said, preparing to open the door and leave.
The room was too smelly to stay in.
Although Namu Zhong was still a little worried, there was nothing dangerous in the room.
The most dangerous thing was the unpleasant odor in the air.
Yizhixie could remain calm because he was fully focused on cultivation.
If Yizhixie were awake now, he would probably not be able to sit still due to the stench.
Shen Xiaoyan opened the door, and the three of them filed out. Shen Xiaoyan then closed the door.
Outside the door, they discovered that the sky had already turned fish-belly white.
Shen Xiaoyan looked at the sky and was slightly surprised, not expecting it to be this late.
They hadn't felt time passing so quickly inside the room, but now that they were out, it was already approaching dawn.
"I wonder when he will come out."
Namu Zhong looked at the tightly closed door with continued worry.
As soon as she finished speaking, the tightly closed door suddenly opened from the inside, and then Shen Xiaoyan and the other two saw a shadowy figure, completely black, rush out at an extraordinary speed.
"It stinks so much, why is it so smelly?"
The person who came out was Yizhixie. He kept muttering. Upon seeing Shen Xiaoyan and the other two, his eyes lit up, "Quick, it's suffocatingly smelly in there, quickly go see what's going on."
Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiaoyan and the other two would all step back a few paces, looking at him with a look of defense?
What's going on?
Yizhixie was completely bewildered.
Did they have to avoid him like the plague?
But when he lowered his head and looked at himself, he finally understood why Shen Xiaoyan and the others had reacted that way.
His body was covered in a thick layer of black, and he could see nothing else.
Not only that, but a pungent odor was constantly assailing his nostrils.
Yizhixie finally understood why, even though he had run out, he still felt that the surrounding air was unbearable.
It turned out that it wasn't the air that was unbearable, but he himself that was incredibly smelly.
"What is going on?"
Yizhixie truly felt his mind was not working.
Weren't they supposed to be treating his injury?
Before he entered meditation, he was clearly soaking in the immortal spring water. Although it was a bit painful, it was definitely much better than his current state.
Could it be that Shen Xiaoyan and the other two were playing a trick on him?
While he was meditating, did they add something else to the bucket?
Before Yizhixie could figure out the reason or ask the questions in his heart, Namu Zhong spoke, "Little Brother Xie, I think the most important thing for you to do now is to wash yourself quickly."
Yizhixie understood immediately. That's right, how could he have been so foolish?
Regardless of the reason, he should wash himself clean first.
The three of them watched Yizhixie fly away and then all breathed a sigh of relief. They were indeed reeking.
"It's almost dawn, let's make something to eat. We've been busy all night, and we must be starving."
As Shen Xiaoyan said this, Namu Zhong indeed felt a little hungry.
Shen Xiaoyan and Namu Zhong went to the kitchen together, while Zheng Wei went to find Lu Taobao.
They had all been busy all night, and the three children had been entrusted to Lu Taobao. She wondered how he was doing now.
When Zheng Wei pushed open the door and walked in, he found it quiet inside.