"Fellow Daoist, you are overthinking it. I have already fallen to such a state, and what awaits me is clearly the ending of my soul scattering and spirit dispersing. As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, their words are kind. What meaning would there be in deceiving you?" Xueling smiled bitterly, yet her expression was utterly sincere.
Lin Xuan fell silent. What she said did make some sense, and judging by her appearance, she truly did not seem to be lying to deceive him.
"All right. I believe you."
Lin Xuan sighed, and a trace of pity appeared on his face. "However, Fellow Daoist's current injuries are already beyond saving. You can only seek your own fortune. Lin will take his leave."
"Wait."
Seeing that Lin Xuan was about to leave, an anxious look appeared on the Nascent Soul's little face, and she hurriedly called out to stop him.
"Does Fellow Daoist have something else to say?"
Lin Xuan frowned. He and the other party had only met by chance, like duckweed drifting together on the water. Since there was not the slightest friendship between them, Lin Xuan naturally did not want to waste words with her here.
"Please do not misunderstand, Fellow Daoist. I merely have a small matter I wish to entrust to you." Afraid that Lin Xuan would flick his sleeves and leave, Xueling could not help showing a trace of anxiety on her face.
"A small matter? Very well, then tell me. If it is something that can be done with a lift of the hand, Lin may be able to help. But if it is too complicated, please forgive..."
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. How could I not understand when to advance and when to retreat, what to take and what to