"Asura King?"
Yue'er was dumbstruck, but she quickly flung the matter beyond the highest clouds. Whatever her previous life had been, it meant nothing to her now. The most important thing was finding a way to turn Young Master's peril into safety.
"Put that aside for now. Come take a look. Young Master's meridians are in chaos and his spiritual power has dried up. Is there any way to save him in this state?"
"Young Master?" The woman froze, and her elegant brows could not help knitting together. "Miss, what are you saying? You are the reincarnation of the Asura King, the ruler of the Underworld Realm. Even a true immortal would not be nobler than you. A mere man from the Human World..."
When Xiao Tao reached this point, she lowered her delicate head and glanced at the unconscious Lin Xuan. The expression on her face grew even more dismissive. Though he was not ugly, he was the sort who would vanish if tossed into a crowd. Leaving aside his cultivation for now—the Human World did not have high-level immortal cultivators to begin with—his Spirit Root was far too trashy. In this state, whether he could even ascend to the Spirit World was uncertain, so how could he be worthy of her miss?
Yue'er's feelings, however, were different. As the saying went, beauty was in the eye of the lover. Though Lin Xuan's looks were ordinary, in the little girl's eyes, they inspired an entirely different impression.
Hearing Xiao Tao say this, Yue'er's fine brows creased slightly, and her expression was clearly a little displeased. "Annoying. Don't talk nonsense. Since you call me Miss, you should listen to me. Can Young Master still be saved?"
At this point, Yue'er was already on the verge of tears.
"Miss, don't worry.