The Limits of the Extraordinary

Xuanhuang Hall, Wuji Institute.

Atop a mountain peak that speared straight into the clouds, mist wreathed the air, and pavilions and towers stood in rows.

Inside one elegant courtyard among them.

An exquisitely beautiful woman looked at Chu Guanyu, who lay on the bed with a deathly pale face, and a trace of gloom immediately surfaced on her refined features.

She looked toward a middle-aged man beside her and said, "Hasn't Guanyu's body already recovered? Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"Injuries to the fleshly body and physique are easy to recover from. With today's level of technology, healing them isn't anything difficult."

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly. "But Guanyu's mind and consciousness were also heavily injured. Even her mental will showed signs of Nirvana.

"This kind of injury isn't something technological power can heal."

"An injury to the mind and will... That native brat is so vicious. It's bad enough that he seized Guanyu's Quasi-Dao Tool, the Azure Lightning Sword, but he even struck so ruthlessly."

The exquisite woman gnashed her teeth and growled, "What did Wan Sanqian say? He was the one who brought that person back. He has to give us an explanation!"

"An explanation? It's already good enough that he isn't asking us for one."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Guanyu was the one who provoked him first. If Wan Sanqian hadn't intervened in time, I'm afraid she wouldn't even have survived.

"And you still want to demand an explanation from him? Do you really think Wan Sanqian is made of mud...?"

"So we're just letting it go?"

The exquisite woman's expression grew even icier, and killing intent flowed through her eyes.

Chu Guanyu was her daughter, her only daughter. Now her life and death were unknown. How could she