You have a good chance, I accept it.

Taichu was very disappointed when he noticed Ye Lin's condition.

He found that Ye Lin's soul had been injured before, and he did not recover well, which resulted in hidden injuries. Now, Ye Lin had killed his soul again.

This was not courting death. If he had not come quickly, Ye Lin would have died.

It was not Ye Lin's fault that he had hidden injuries. For example, after being severely injured, you thought you were fine, but what you did not know was that you had hidden injuries in your body, in an invisible place.

Hidden injuries are easy to be overlooked, but you will know them in the end.

After barely stabilizing Ye Lin's current condition, Taichu took out a few extraordinary-looking spiritual medicines from the space ring, and then stuffed all of them into Ye Lin's mouth.

Finally, he put his hand on Ye Lin's shoulder to help Ye Lin digest the medicine.

Pure and incomparable spiritual power poured into Ye Lin's sea of ​​consciousness.

While helping Ye Lin digest the medicine, Taichu looked at the clone in front of Ye Lin. Looking at the clone in front of him that looked exactly like Ye Lin, he was surprised.

If Ye Lin hadn't been here, even he couldn't tell the difference between Ye Lin's real body and his clone.

And the clone in front of him seemed to be about to succeed.

Taichu, who had become somewhat interested, immediately came to the middle, one hand on Ye Lin's shoulder, one hand on the clone's shoulder, and then a stream of spiritual energy flowed into the clone's body.

He wanted to see what secrets this clone had, what kind of refining method Ye Lin used to refine a clone that was exactly the same as himself, which even he couldn't tell apart.

"So that's it."

Taichu took his hand back, his face looked as if he had suddenly realized something. Now he finally knew why Ye Lin was in such a state now. It turned out that he had cut off half of his soul with a knife.

This was too risky. No one dared to do this. If ordinary cultivators cut off their own souls, they would have to find several powerful people to protect them.

Only Ye Lin, this silly boy, dared to do this himself.

At the same time, Taichu also felt that he usually cared too little about Ye Lin. Although he was Ye Lin's master, he had never taught Ye Lin anything.

If he hadn't been practicing in the hall this time, Ye Lin would have been in danger.

"This silly boy, ah."

Taichu sighed as he looked at Ye Lin in front of him. All along the way, Ye Lin had been working hard alone. Others only saw Ye Lin's evildoer, but didn't see the silent efforts behind Ye Lin.

This time, Taichu spent three of his own sources and more than half of his treasures to restore Ye Lin's soul to 80%. The remaining 20% ​​needed Ye Lin to find a way by himself.

"Alas, ten thousand years of hard work, in vain."

Taichu sighed helplessly, then got up and left. The consumption of three of his sources caused his current realm to be somewhat unstable.

After all, he had just broken through to the Heavenly Monarch not long ago, and his realm was not stable yet, but he had consumed three of his sources. It was because of his strong foundation that he did not face the risk of falling into a lower realm.

When Taichu left, although Ye Lin did not open his eyes, a smile appeared on his face.

He sensed everything Taichu did.

Ten years had passed before Ye Lin opened his eyes again. In these ten years, his soul had finally recovered.

He was now back to his peak state, thanks to Taichu. If Taichu hadn't used up three of his energy, it would have taken him at least a thousand years to get back to his peak state.

After all, that was half of the soul of a real person in the Transformation Realm, and the soul was not so easy to repair.