"No need. You've suffered internal injuries and need to rest and recuperate properly," Wan Ling said softly.
It seemed Wei He had learned the wrong martial art before. If he had entered the Heavenly Seal Sect from the start, perhaps his achievements now would have been like Qingqing's.
Wan Ling felt somewhat comforted. The indignation she had felt over the various courts fighting without regard for old ties also eased slightly.
"In that case, everyone should stay. Guard this place together. As long as the flesh fields remain, our roots will remain. I believe Sect Master Shangguan will never stand idly by in the face of the sect's current chaos! He will certainly step forward and restore order!"
Wan Ling spoke with ironclad resolve. Yet though her tone was firm, her voice itself was crisp and sweet, lacking a little in imposing force. She gave off more of a delicate impression.
Everyone voiced their agreement, spirits soaring.
Amid the distant mountain woods, a pale green figure stood among the branches, watching this way from afar.
"A complete withdrawal? That is a solution." The figure stood with his hands behind his back, long hair draped over his shoulders and skin white as snow. It was Wang Shaojun, who had previously worked with Wei He to make poison.
He had infiltrated the Yubei Town branch of Heavenly Seal Hall to collect the medicine Wei He had promised him.
Instead, he discovered that a sudden upheaval had struck the Heavenly Seal Sect. Concerned, he hurried to Wan Qing Court and witnessed this scene.
Originally, he had planned to take the medicine and leave immediately if Wei He encountered trouble.
But considering this man's extraordinary talent for making medicine, finding another new partner would be immensely difficult.
So he had thought that if there