"...Ling'er!" Lan Ning climbed to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at He Gui beside him. "Father! As long as you save Bai Ling, I'll repay all these Spirit Stones in the future..."
Hanxu Zi's hand, which had been stroking his beard, paused slightly.
There really were fools like this in the cultivation world, willing to do so much for someone from an opposing camp who was utterly worthless?
"Junior Sister!!!" A shout suddenly came from afar. The one who cried out was Bai Ling's Eldest Senior Brother, Xiao Tianqi.
"Little Junior Sister!!!" Another voice rang out, though it was weaker than Xiao Tianqi's. The man's internal injuries from Bai Lan's beating had yet to heal. He was Bai Ling's Second Senior Brother, Nangong Yuan.
"Little Junior Sister!" Le Qing followed close behind, his face tense with worry.
Bai Ling's three senior brothers had rushed over after hearing the news. They had just witnessed Hanxu Zi severely injure Bai Ling with a single finger. Seeing her gravely wounded, their cries were truly heart-rending and soul-tearing.
"Senior Brothers, you came...!" Bai Ling said excitedly, but the moment she opened her mouth, even more blood spilled out.
"Ling'er! I'm here. Your senior brothers are here." The three of them crowded around her at once. One seized Bai Ling's hand and sent spiritual power into her, one wiped away her blood, and one fed her pills. Each wished they could take that blow in her place.
"Senior Brothers, I... I didn't..." Bai Ling's expression was agonized.
Unfortunately, even the high-grade pills they fed her were like water poured into a leaking basket. Not a shred of spiritual power could remain inside Bai Ling's body. Ordinary injuries could heal, but the wounds Hanxu Zi had inflicted showed