Two hours later, Lin Xuan and Yue'er were still seated cross-legged. The ferocity with which the little girl's injuries had flared up this time was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Looks like I have to speed things up and get to Yinhun Canyon as soon as possible, Lin Xuan thought inwardly as he treated Yue'er's wounds. At that moment, he held a crystal-clear stone in each palm, and five or six empty bottles lay scattered on the ground.
Though it was still a case of income failing to meet expenditure, it could at least make up for some of the spiritual power he was losing.
Suddenly, Lin Xuan tilted his head, a sharp gleam flickering in his eyes. A rumbling explosion rang in his ears—someone had begun launching a frenzied assault on the array outside.
Damn it, and at such a critical moment!
A wisp of gloom surfaced between Lin Xuan's brows. In truth, over the past two hours, several waves of cultivators had passed through here, but the illusion technique Lin Xuan had used was wondrous to the extreme and had deceived them all.
For this person to see through it, his cultivation could not be underestimated. At the very least, he was a Core Condensation cultivator.
"Young Master!" Yue'er had clearly also sensed that something was wrong, anxiety faintly showing on her pretty face.
"Don't panic, and don't think about it. Focus on healing first."
Although Lin Xuan was furious inside, his expression showed not the slightest trace of panic. The Extreme Yin Evil Spirit Array was no small matter; it should be able to buy the two of them, master and servant, a little more time.
"Mm." Yue'er nodded, a warm current flowing through her heart. The young master's composure also affected her mood. No