Chapter 611: Chapter 571: Commander of Zhen Shi District, Luo Chundong

Du Xingheng’s arms regrew after about forty-five minutes.

Previously, when Song Ciwan treated Grand General Guo, it had taken her most of the night just to perform Limb Regeneration on a single finger.

But now, it only took her forty-five minutes to help Du Xingheng’s arms undergo Limb Regeneration.

This wasn’t just because Du Xingheng was much weaker than Grand General Guo. The main reason was that Song Ciwan’s own Cultivation had grown by leaps and bounds in such a short period.

Especially after successfully slaying the Human-faced Giant Insect, Song Ciwan had a strange feeling. She felt as if she had shattered some kind of invisible shackle!

Endless inspiration swirled in her mind. At this moment, her perception of the world and its living beings was completely different from what it had been just a moment before.

Originally, Song Ciwan had been forcibly suppressing her Cultivation. In pursuit of maximizing the benefits from the Heaven and Earth Scale’s exchanges, she was unwilling to break through to Divinity Transformation too quickly.

This suppression wasn’t exactly easy, but it wasn’t too difficult either.

But now, Song Ciwan had a strong premonition. She knew she couldn’t suppress it for much longer.

Her Spirit God was overflowing, and she had comprehended the Great Dao. At this point, Song Ciwan could step into the Refining Spirit realm at any moment.

All of her Daoist Techniques had also strangely ascended by a minor stage.

This allowed Song Ciwan to manipulate her True Qi and circulate her Qi Blood with a sublime ease, as if it were second nature.

At the same time, her perception of the surrounding world had naturally become extraordinarily sharp.

She could clearly sense that although the Human-faced Giant Insect was dead, the aftershocks had not yet faded.

Above in the starry sky, beyond the celestial curtain, chaotic and wrathful roars still prowled, unceasing.

Or perhaps, those roars had never stopped in the first place.

It was just that with the death of the Human-faced Giant Insect, the chaotic roars seemed to have drawn closer.

This was a rather unsolvable problem. Since the Human-faced Giant Insect had descended, Song Ciwan had no choice but to use all her strength to kill it.

But its death had clearly angered something.

This made the seemingly peaceful Heaven-Reaching City a place where a crisis was deeply hidden, with disaster looming on the horizon.

’But where isn’t there a hidden crisis?’

’What world doesn’t have a hidden crisis?’

The scourge of the Ancient Divine Insect Race was never confined to one day, one place, or one small world, but threatened the entire Great World!

In the face of such a world-ending calamity, whether one hid, delayed, or compromised, it was all just drinking poison to quench thirst.

Appeasement was absolutely not an option!

Once these things descended, the only option was to fight them with all one’s might.

’Today I can kill one insect; in the future, I can kill ten, or a hundred!’

After killing this insect, Song Ciwan came to a sudden realization: the Ancient Divine Insect Race was definitely not invincible.

These things could be defeated. They could die.

Furthermore, their descent was subject to limitations and conditions.

Of course, what those specific limitations and conditions were, Song Ciwan was still exploring. She couldn’t jump to conclusions based on mere speculation.

But the roars from beyond the celestial curtain no longer filled Song Ciwan with the same panic they once had.

Her blood surged through her Qi Veins, yet her mind grew ever more tranquil.

After healing Du Xingheng’s arms, the next problem was her Dantian.

But regenerating arms was easy; reconstructing a Dantian was difficult. Even though Song Ciwan’s Fetal Breathing Saint Method was another step closer to Mastery, reconstructing a Dantian couldn’t be accomplished overnight.

Song Ciwan told Du Xingheng frankly, "Daoist Xingheng, your Dantian is another matter entirely. For it to be fully restored, not only will I need to have a breakthrough in my Daoist Skills, but we will also need to use various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. Only then is there a chance of recovery."

For a peerless Celestial Pride, this news was undoubtedly devastating.

It was tantamount to telling Du Xingheng that her Martial Arts had been crippled.

Of course, Du Xingheng had reached Enlightenment in three hundred acupoints and cultivated Qi Blood Martial Arts. Although the Dantian was the most crucial of all acupoints, losing it wouldn’t leave her completely crippled.

It just meant that out of her total combat power, only about fifty percent remained.

—Still, alright... the consequences were still quite severe.

What Celestial Pride could endure such a thing?

The more outstanding, the more genius one was, the harder it was to accept any flaw in oneself.

But Du Xingheng was already mentally prepared for this. She even latched onto another key point in Song Ciwan’s words, asking in pleasant surprise, "You mean, there’s a chance I can make a full recovery in the future?"

Song Ciwan said, "Naturally, there’s a chance."

Du Xingheng burst out laughing. "Good! Excellent! To be honest with you, Daoist Xing Lan, I had already made up my mind when I dug out my own Golden Core. I was prepared for my Dantian to be destroyed, for my cultivation to never advance another inch, and even for death..."

She rotated her newly grown arms, her phoenix eyes shimmering as she looked at Song Ciwan with a joyous smile. "Xing Lan, you saved me. It’s like you’ve given me a new life. Daoist Xing Lan, how about we stop with this ’Daoist this, Daoist that’? You can just call me by my name, and I’ll call you Xing Lan. Deal?"

As she spoke those final words, Du Xingheng’s tone was exceptionally charming and suggestive.

It was as if she had returned to being the Du Xingheng that Song Ciwan had seen from a distance back in Pinglan City.

She hadn’t changed at all, it seemed.

Song Ciwan smiled. "Deal. Why not... Who’s there!"

As she spoke, she suddenly whipped her head to the side.

The starry curtain in the sky seemed to have lowered at some point, and from within the ink-black shadows came the sound of heavy footsteps.

An extremely tall figure emerged slowly from the darkness. Before the figure even left the shadows, a deep voice rang out, "Xing Lan Fairy, I am Luo Chundong, Commander of Zhen Shi District. I have come to pay my respects unannounced. I hope the Fairy will not take offense."

The voice was speaking, of course, the Huaxia Language!

Since it was the Huaxia Language, there was no reason for Song Ciwan not to understand.

As for Du Xingheng, she had been in Heaven-Reaching City for several days. With the intelligence and learning ability of a Celestial Pride, although she couldn’t speak the Huaxia Language yet, she could understand bits and pieces of this "Alien Race language."

At the very least, she could parse out the name "Xing Lan," Luo Chundong’s name, and phrases like "Commander of Zhen Shi District."

Thus, Du Xingheng knew that Luo Chundong meant no harm.

Song Ciwan said, "So it is Commander Luo. May I ask why you have come, Commander Luo?"

Luo Chundong, however, was shocked. "You, you can speak our Great Xia Language!"

Song Ciwan said, "Commander Luo, what is the Great Xia Language?"

Luo Chundong was speechless for a moment. Song Ciwan’s question seemed simple, but it struck at a vital point in a way that left him with no answer.

He paused, then suddenly turned his gaze behind him.

Song Ciwan’s other Daoist Soldier, Tie Shan, was standing there. In his hand, Tie Shan was "carrying" a boy in gray clothes—the very same one Song Ciwan had met in the Vast Sea Tower Library!

Luo Chundong pointed to the gray-clothed boy and said, "Xing Lan Fairy, that is a child from our Zhen Shi District. May I ask if the Fairy was the one who saved him?"

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