In the secret chamber of the Treasure Pavilion, Ling Xiao paced back and forth, the friction of his boot soles against the bluestone slabs making a sharp, hurried sound. The open volume of the *Chronicles of the Divine Physique* on the desk was flipped to the page describing the Soul-Controlling Silk, next to which lay the spiritual vein map projected by the Nine Dragons Pagoda, where the blue dot representing Ye Muqing was still moving irregularly.
"No, if we keep waiting like this, Muqing will be in danger!" Ling Xiao stopped abruptly, slamming a fist against a pillar. Wood splinters flew, and blood seeped from his knuckles, but he seemed completely unaware.
Su Wanqing turned from the medicine rack, a flash of heartache crossing her emerald eyes. She walked over carrying a freshly mixed ointment, gently pulling Ling Xiao's hand toward her. "The wound will worsen if it gets contaminated with blood qi."
Chapter 178