Hearing that she had misunderstood, Yan Huailè quickly said, "No, no. His Sea of Consciousness was already shattered before. When you crashed into him, our teacher was worried that you might have hurt him badly, so she brought him back along the way to check on him and found out about it. Now he's staying in the room next to yours." Lan Zhi let out a sigh of relief and said, "That's so tragic. I must pay him a visit some other day and commiserate with him over the three major tragedies of cultivators." Having one's star meridians dug out, the Sea of Consciousness shattered, and the divine soul fragmented were truly the three major tragedies of cultivators. It was so cruel and tragic that Yan Huailè didn't even know what to say. However, seeing that Lan Zhi could still find some humor in such a difficult situation, she felt a bit more relaxed. She left a bottle of pills and a pot of Soul-nourishing Water behind and then went about her own business. Lan Zhi sat for a while and then got up and went out. Outside the door, the sun was shining brightly, green trees provided shade, and flowers were in full bloom, making people's moods unconsciously brighten up. Lan Zhi took a breath of fresh air and was just about to take a walk when the door next to hers opened and a particularly familiar-looking young man walked out. There was a cloister connecting the two adjacent small buildings. On both sides of the cloister, the Golden-leaf Butterfly-like Flowers were in full bloom. He walked along the cloister, surrounded by the brilliant golden leaves and the gorgeous purple flowers that looked like butterflies. He looked extremely magnificent. However, he in the center seemed as distant as the stars in the sky. No matter how splendid the flowers were or how beautiful the leaves were, they seemed to have nothing to do with him. Lan Zhi was slightly startled and asked, "Why are you here too?" The young man said indifferently, "The same reason as you." Lan Zhi blurted out, "Are you the one who has suffered one of the three major tragedies of cultivators?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?" Lan Zhi showed an awkward yet polite smile and said, "Nothing. I'm sorry for crashing into you." The young man said, "It doesn't matter." Lan Zhi was truly surprised this time. The reason why the shattering of the Sea of Consciousness could be one of the three major tragedies was that besides the possibility of going mad or becoming stupid, the most important point was that it was extremely painful. Once the Sea of Consciousness was shattered, it would feel as if there were thousands upon thousands of needles constantly pricking the mind inside it. The more severe the shattering was, the more needles there would be and the more frequently they would prick. It was said that there was once a cultivator in the Star-painting Realm who chose to end his own life just three years after his Sea of Consciousness was shattered and the repair was ineffective. One could see how terrifying the pain of the shattered Sea of Consciousness was. The young man in front of her was neither mad nor stupid and had always been calm and composed from beginning to end. If his Sea of Consciousness was really injured, he was really able to endure it! For a moment, she wanted to ask him for advice... Anyway, as they were both in the same boat, Lan Zhi felt a sense of sympathy for him and took the initiative to introduce herself, "Shall we get to know each other? My name is Lan Zhi." The young man said, "Xing Zhi." Lan Zhi was surprised and said, "The 'Xing' of 'Xingling' and the 'Zhi' of 'zhizhang'? Your name is so powerful..." The Xingling Continent had spirits. People were worried about offending them, so they would deliberately avoid using the characters "Xing" and "Ling" when naming. Therefore, these two characters could hardly be seen in people's names. Unless it was bestowed by the heavens. Lan Zhi was not well-informed and hadn't heard of anyone who had been given a surname like that. But it didn't matter. As long as he wasn't from the Tianyi family, it made no difference to her. The two of them stood on the cloister and chatted for a while. Xing Zhi asked her, "I heard that your soul injury is very serious?" Lan Zhi smiled and said, "Well, a bit." Xing Zhi said with a hint of implication, "The medicinal herbs for healing soul injuries are very expensive." Lan Zhi nodded and said, "Yes. I can't afford them even if I go bankrupt." Xing Zhi asked, "What's your plan?" (Would you pray to the heavens for sudden wealth?) He didn't ask this last sentence out loud, but he had already made a decision in his heart. She didn't care about a few thousand Star Coins, but what would she do when she was in urgent need of millions of Star Coins for treatment?