Chapter 1920: Gentle and Weak Medical Cultivator

In the hall, Lu Ye and Sun Nianyue had a detailed conversation. Lu Ye dimly perceived that his next goal should be to find a way to quickly kill the Heavenly God Cultists.

If he could find such a method, this experience would undoubtedly yield great rewards.

As he was thinking this, Sun Nianyue suddenly glanced at the Panshan Saber at his waist, her gaze complex. "It's been so many years, and you still carry it?"

"Huh?" Lu Ye was astonished. Was there some special origin for the Panshan Saber in this trial scenario?

Sun Nianyue sighed, "We are gentle medical cultivators, junior brother. Our duty is simply to save lives and heal injuries; there's no need to fight on the battlefield. You were like this back then too—despite your extraordinary talent in medicine, you neglected your proper calling and insisted on becoming a martial cultivator, displeasing our master. And now, still..."

So, I'm a gentle medical cultivator... Lu Ye blinked.

Was something truly wrong with the Asura Arena? He knew nothing about medicine; why had this identity been assigned to him for this trial?

He felt utterly helpless.

However, Sun Nianyue had indeed just mentioned that the cultivators of the Enduring Gloom Realm regarded Cloudmist Sacred Land as the core of their resistance against external enemies precisely because it was a renowned medical holy land throughout the entire realm.

Intense battles inevitably led to many injuries, and wounded cultivators would return here for treatment. Currently, all medical cultivators from the entire Enduring Gloom Realm were gathered here.

Since Lu Ye's identity in this trial was that of the Cloudmist Sacred Land's Saint Son, his talent in medicine was naturally extraordinary.

In reality, he knew absolutely nothing about it.

Sun Nianyue was also a medical cultivator, and currently the most accomplished one in the entire Enduring Gloom Realm. The bloodstains on her were from treating the injured.

"Fine, if you like it, keep it," Sun Nianyue said, clearly very tolerant of Lu Ye. "You just got back; go rest first. Star-Picking Tower still looks the same. After you left back then, Master often went there and was always deeply saddened. I'll arrange a guard for you later."

Lu Ye keenly picked up on a piece of information and asked, "Where is Master?"

This master must be a Sun-Illuminated cultivator! His cultivation wasn't weak, and Sun Nianyue also seemed to be at the late Moon-Gleam stage!

Such a large Cloudmist Sacred Land definitely had Sun-Illuminated masters.

Sun Nianyue explained, "Master has gone to war with the Realm Lord. But don't worry, we received news a few days ago that although the battles there are intense, Master is only responsible for healing; there's no need to fight on the front lines."

It seemed then that Master was indeed a medical cultivator as well.

Sun Nianyue sent a message outside, and immediately, a cultivator, a very cute-looking young girl, walked in. When she approached, she sweetly called out, "Senior Sister!"

Sun Nianyue nodded, "Duoduo, take your senior brother to Star-Picking Tower."

"Yes," the girl named Duoduo quickly responded, then looked at Lu Ye. "Senior Brother, please follow me."

Lu Ye then left with her.

Star-Picking Tower was not far from there, located on another spiritual peak. Along the way, Duoduo led slightly ahead, occasionally turning her head to glance at Lu Ye, her clear, large eyes filled with curiosity.

"Do you know me?" Lu Ye asked.

Duoduo replied, "Senior Brother, don't you remember me?"

"I've forgotten everything from before."

Duoduo's face immediately showed sympathy. She said, "I'm A Qiduo! I joined the sect with you, Senior Brother, and you saved me once before." As she spoke, she innocently lifted her top. "Look, this injury here is what you helped heal."

Lu Ye glanced and saw a faint scar on her side, still noticeable against her fair, delicate skin. The scar was long, indicating a serious injury back then.

Many cultivators were flying around nearby, and A Qiduo's action immediately drew curious gazes.

Lu Ye was speechless. "Put your clothes down! A young girl, what manners!"

"Oh," A Qiduo quickly lowered her top.

Soon, they arrived at Star-Picking Tower. After leading Lu Ye there, A Qiduo took her leave. Lu Ye looked up and saw that the entire tower had nine stories, standing about thirty zhang tall.

This vast spiritual peak only had this single building. In front of the tower was a large platform square, and there was no sign of life inside, suggesting it was not open to the public.

Resigning himself to the situation, Lu Ye walked into Star-Picking Tower and temporarily settled in a room on the first floor.

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, Lu Ye immersed his mind in observing the activity of his Talent Tree. Much of the bad luck power bestowed upon him by the Dice of Destiny had already been burned away. Lu Ye also noticed something: this time, the bad luck power didn't seem particularly potent; it had only led him to pick up an infant at the very beginning, and then encounter two Heavenly God Cultists.

After that, his journey had been uneventful.

Judging by the current progress, it would take about another day for the bad luck power to be completely burned away.

This was a minor issue; his biggest concern right now was still this trial.

Since the Asura Arena had not provided any information or intelligence, Lu Ye had to proceed cautiously, exploring everything on his own.

Bringing the infant to Cloudmist Sacred Land was just the first step. Through his conversation with Sun Nianyue, Lu Ye now knew what he needed to do next.

He wasn't in a hurry; to be safe, it was better to wait until the bad luck power was completely gone.

A day passed quickly. After confirming that there was no more unusual activity from his Talent Tree, Lu Ye got up and walked out. However, just as he emerged, a figure descended from the sky, landing directly in front of him.

Lu Ye focused his gaze and saw that it was A Qiduo.

"Senior Brother."

Lu Ye nodded. "What is it?"

A Qiduo said, "Senior Sister Sun said that if Senior Brother is well-rested, please go to Renyuan Valley. There are many injured people who need treatment there."

Lu Ye immediately felt a headache. Killing was his specialty; how could he possibly heal people? He secretly congratulated himself for his foresight in giving Sun Nianyue the impression that he had complete amnesia when they first met. If he had amnesia, it was only natural for him to forget about medicine.

He would have to explain it to Sun Nianyue in person, otherwise, she might still rely on him for help.

"Let's go," Lu Ye said, and flew with A Qiduo towards Renyuan Valley.

Renyuan Valley was very large. It was originally a place where cultivators needing treatment would come to Cloudmist Sacred Land for medical help, and now it served perfectly as a place to treat cultivators wounded in the great war.

Although cultivators of the Upper Three Realms were full of vitality and energy, able to recover from ordinary injuries on their own, and even regrow severed limbs at the Moon-Gleam stage, their self-healing speed naturally couldn't compare to treatment by medical cultivators. In such a massive war, the number of medical cultivators and the strength of their methods would, to some extent, influence the course of the battle.

Currently, almost all medical cultivators in the entire Enduring Gloom Realm were gathered at Cloudmist Sacred Land. When Lu Ye arrived at Renyuan Valley, he found busy figures of cultivators everywhere, and the air was filled with the scent of blood.

Sun Nianyue was busy in one area, her spiritual power activated, gently enveloping a cultivator in front of her who had lost an arm. The cultivator's face was strained, sweat dripping from his forehead. However, there was no sign of flesh growing back on his severed arm; instead, dark mist lingered around it, and even the cultivator's face had a somewhat gloomy pallor.

This immediately reminded Lu Ye of the Heavenly God Cultists' strangeness. Their spiritual power was very peculiar; Lu Ye had felt it when he fought the two Heavenly God Cultists earlier.

This injured cultivator had clearly been wounded by a Heavenly God Cultist.

"Senior Sister," Lu Ye said, stopping beside Sun Nianyue.

Sun Nianyue turned to look at him. "Come take over. I'll teach you how to detoxify. The Heavenly God Cultists' spiritual power is strange; it's hard to recover if it's not dealt with first."

After speaking, she immediately stepped back. Seeing Lu Ye still standing in place, she couldn't help but urge, "Don't just stand there!"

Lu Ye had originally intended to explain to Sun Nianyue that he had no means of healing people. What he needed to do now was to quickly find a way to instantly kill the Heavenly God Cultists, which was definitely an important direction for this trial.

However, after seeing the condition of the one-armed cultivator, he suddenly realized something.

Under normal circumstances, the identities assigned to cultivators by the Asura Arena were usually based on their previous performances, not becoming too outlandish.

For example, even if the Asura Arena assigned a Star Constellation cultivator the identity of a Sun-Illuminated one, he wouldn't be able to exert such power. Such a paper tiger would naturally not fare well in a trial scenario.

In this trial, the Asura Arena had assigned him the identity of a medical cultivator. Lu Ye had initially felt something was off, but now he finally understood why this arrangement had been made.

He had previously accepted several bounty missions in the Bounty Hall that involved helping people detoxify!

Because he had demonstrated the ability to help people detoxify, he was given the identity of a medical cultivator.

So that was it, Lu Ye suddenly understood. It made sense now.

With that realization, he stepped forward and placed his hand on the one-armed cultivator's shoulder.

Sun Nianyue's voice sounded in his ear: "The Heavenly God Cultists' spiritual power is like a poison, but it's fundamentally not a toxin. It possesses the eerie ability to devour others' spiritual power to strengthen itself. Only the methods of a medical cultivator can suppress and neutralize it. That's why injured fellow cultivators are sent here. What we need to do is..."

As she spoke, Sun Nianyue's voice gradually became inaudible, and her eyes slowly widened.

This was because she was witnessing an incredibly astonishing scene: the strange power of the Heavenly God Cultists, which she herself found extremely difficult to handle, was disappearing at a visible rate.

She had only been speaking for a few breaths, but in that short time, the black mist lingering around the one-armed cultivator's wound, along with the dimness on his face, had vanished without a trace!

The one-armed cultivator clearly felt the change in himself; his original strained expression quickly vanished, replaced by a peaceful and calm demeanor. His cultivation was impressive, and once the Heavenly God Cultists' spiritual power was dealt with, the remaining injuries were nothing to him.