High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 787 - 400: The Origin of the Shadow Disaster! If I Ascend to Divinity

Each of his steps now demanded extreme caution, as a single misstep could lead to eternal damnation.

"This energy barrier?" Jiang Ye directed his gaze towards the star array obstructing his path.

"That is the formation known as the Heaven-reaching Urn," a faint ripple of sound emanated from Qingmei.

"Heaven-reaching Urn?" Jiang Ye displayed a moment of surprise.

"The Heaven-reaching Urn is a supreme treasure of the Cangxu Civilization, classified as a Third Tier Divine Object," Qingmei responded weakly. "They likely erected this formation to obstruct our escape route."

Upon hearing this explanation, Jiang Ye’s understanding was immediate.

This energy barrier was undoubtedly a trap set by the Cangxu Civilization. Not only would entering it seal off any possibility of departure, but it would also likely draw the attention of formidable individuals.

Such attention would inevitably result in countless pursuers being alerted and dispatched after them.

"It appears there is no viable way out; finding a hiding place would be the wiser course of action," Jiang Ye decided, turning away decisively.

Whoosh!

Transforming into a streak of light, he once again employed the Shrinking Ground into Inches technique, making a rapid departure.

A short while later.

Within a secluded canyon, inside a cave.

Jiang Ye carefully laid down the greatly weakened Qingmei, his expression a mask of grave concern.

"My fortune is currently at a severe low; this location is likely unsuitable for a prolonged stay," Jiang Ye mused internally.

His greatest advantage at this moment was the knowledge that he could terminate the trial and depart whenever he chose.

Therefore, Jiang Ye felt no immediate pressure to leave.

"I wonder what manner of opportunities lie hidden within this Initial Realm,"

"It is a shame that, given the current circumstances, it would be incredibly difficult to seize any spoils from the Cangxu Civilization," Jiang Ye’s brow furrowed slightly.

The exceptionally skilled individuals from the Huanglong Civilization had all retreated, severely wounded.

The entire Inner Realm now appeared to be under the clear dominion of the alliance between the Cangxu Civilization and the Haisan Civilization.

Contemplating this, Jiang Ye glanced towards Qingmei beside him, his expression suddenly shifting.

"I wonder if that particular method would prove effective?" A thought flickered through Jiang Ye’s mind.

The subsequent moment.

Jiang Ye stepped forward, placing his hand directly onto Qingmei’s body.

"Puff~"

A substantial amount of peculiar energy flowed from Jiang Ye’s palm, entering Qingmei’s form.

"Sizzle sizzle~" Qingmei’s shattered body began to reform at a visibly rapid pace, the wounds that marred her form continuously mending.

[Broken Mirror Reunited: Even a shattered mirror can be made whole again. You have gained the ’Repair’ ability, capable of restoring broken objects (excluding Martial Arts Foundations) to their original state. The greater your power, the higher the rank of treasure you can mend. Cooldown: one month.]

"It actually works?" A glint of joy appeared in Jiang Ye’s eyes.

He had previously employed this very method to mend Chen Zilu’s injuries.

It was merely regrettable that the Broken Mirror Reunited technique could not repair a damaged Martial Arts Foundation, which had been the source of Jiang Ye’s earlier predicament.

Even if Qingmei’s external wounds were healed, if her foundational cultivation was compromised, it would render the healing ultimately futile.

Before long.

Qingmei’s physical form was completely restored to its original state.

A breathtakingly alluring, snow-white delicate body materialized before Jiang Ye; her attire had been completely destroyed during the preceding battle, revealing a form of elegant and statuesque curves.

"This?"

"Me?" Qingmei appeared equally astonished by Jiang Ye’s possession of such extraordinary abilities.

For a fleeting moment, both were rendered speechless, gazing at one another.

Only after a few seconds had passed.

A blush swept across her exquisite features, and with a subtle flash of light, a long, azure gown materialized, enveloping her body and exuding an aura of cold arrogance.

In an instant.

Qingmei regained her customary stunning allure, yet she now carried a frigid aloofness, reminiscent of the moon goddess Chang’e, stirring endless thoughts within the minds of beholders.

"What are you staring at!"

"Still looking?" Noticing Jiang Ye’s continued gaze upon her figure, Qingmei’s embarrassment intensified, and she quickly retorted with playful indignation.

"Your Highness, you misunderstand," Jiang Ye replied with a smile. Was he truly that sort of licentious individual?

His earlier scrutiny was purely to ascertain the extent of Qingmei’s bodily recovery.

Observing her now, it seemed she had indeed recuperated fully.

"Do you perceive any difference in your body?" Jiang Ye inquired.

Should Qingmei have regained her peak physical condition, Jiang Ye’s subsequent plans would undoubtedly proceed with considerably greater ease.

Upon hearing his question, Qingmei commenced a meticulous self-assessment of her physical state.

Soon, a frown creased her brow.

"Indeed, my body has healed," Qingmei sighed softly. "However, the battle inflicted severe damage upon my Guanyuan Acupoint."

Jiang Ye’s comprehension was immediate.

The Broken Mirror Reunited technique was incapable of regenerating a damaged Martial Arts Foundation, and the Guanyuan Acupoint was an integral component of such a foundation.

In essence, despite Qingmei’s apparent outward recovery, her internal injuries remained untreated."Nevertheless." "It is sufficient." A smile graced Qingmei's exquisite features, "The lingering laws within me have been purged, and a minimum of seventy percent of my combat prowess has been reinstated." "The injury sustained by my Guanyuan Acupoint simply means I am unable to endure prolonged engagements." "Jiang Ye, your Qingmei shall forever bear in mind this life-saving favor." Qingmei declared with sincere gravity. She did not probe into the methods Jiang Ye employed. Were not individuals of their caliber destined to encounter extraordinary opportunities? To inquire excessively would, in truth, constitute an impoliteness. "Your Highness is far too gracious." Jiang Ye offered a slight smile, as aiding Qingmei also served his own interests. "There is no need to address me as Your Highness." Qingmei conveyed with a shake of her head, "If it pleases you, simply refer to me as Qingmei." The appellation 'Your Highness' was the customary address bestowed by the common populace of the Huanglong Main Star upon individuals of exceptional talent. By requesting Jiang Ye refrain from using this title, Qingmei was unequivocally extending an invitation to treat him as an equal. Previously, Qingmei had observed Jiang Ye's courageous defiance against Mo Wushuang. "Jiang Ye..." Qingmei's thoughts suddenly drifted back. Upon their initial meeting, Prince Zijun had, through his divination of the Law of Fortune, foreseen a destined connection between herself and Jiang Ye. At that juncture, she had presumed this meant she was fated to rescue Jiang Ye from peril. Yet, in retrospect, it was evident she had been entirely mistaken. It was unequivocally Jiang Ye who had preserved her life! "Jiang Ye, is there anything you desire?" Qingmei inquired with earnestness, "This debt of life-saving will be repaid by Qingmei in due course."