Li Ming finally had a quiet morning.
No explosions. No duels. No angry elders chasing him with scrolls.
He stretched lazily under a peach tree. "Ah… peace at last."
Bai Guo, sitting nearby, plucked a peach. "You say that every time, and within an hour something catches fire."
Li Ming rolled his eyes. "You worry too much."
Right on cue, a sect messenger came running, face pale.
"Senior Li Ming! Elder Lan Yue sent me—there's an emergency in the infirmary!"
Li Ming groaned. "See? Even the Heavens don't like me resting."
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They hurried to the medical hall. Inside, chaos ruled.
Healers darted around a bed where a young woman lay unconscious, her breathing shallow and Qi all over the place.
Lan Yue stood nearby, calm but clearly worried. "I found her near the southern forest. Severe Qi deviation. If we don't help her soon, her cultivation might shatter."
Li Ming frowned. "No poison?"
Lan Yue shook her head. "Just internal damage. But… it's bad."
