“Third Elder…” At the old man’s side, a middle-aged man furrowed his brows. “Is this appropriate?”

“This person… his left arm is missing. There’s no doubt that he’s practically a cripple. In particular…” he whispered, “there’s a very deep wound on his dantian…”

“I know.” The old man coughed and said, “But who ever said that one can’t cultivate with a missing left arm? And who said that the qi sea has to be in the dantian?”

The middle-aged man was stunned. “You’re saying…”

“There are some arcane efforts that can shift the qi sea…” The old man studied Xu Yangyi intently. “I have only heard of these kinds of arcane efforts, but without such an explanation, how can the qi stored in Branchmaster Xu’s body be explained? As for his left arm…”

The old man laughed, “Although it’s quite difficult, that doesn’t mean nothing can be done. A peak Qi Condensation grand master can restore one’s shortcomings, even making someone better than before. It’s just that the price and materials… hehe, let’s just see if the pill master behind him is willing to stick his head out for him.”

“This…”

“Not only that, but just on his ability to come out alive from Danxia Temple and Ancestor Ancientpine’s heavy regard, he is worthy of the Yi Clan’s association. Old Seven…” He looked at the middle-aged man. “You’re still young… In this cultivation...