Ruo Shui lay on her back in Jiang Ruoyun's bloodstained embrace, her pallid face forming a stark contrast against that crimson blood.
At this moment, she was so weak that she did not even have the strength to speak, yet her watery eyes held a trace of hope that had not been there before.
Ruo Shui forced herself to move, laboriously raising a hand to point toward the Four Giant Stones in the distance. She tried to speak, but the moment she opened her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.
Lu Feng and the others immediately focused their gazes on Ruo Shui's raised finger, all vaguely sensing that something was amiss.
"Those stones are strange!"
Lu Feng and Ye Fan cried out in unison.
As their words fell, the hope in Ruo Shui's eyes turned into relief. Her eyelids drooped weakly, and she fainted.
Ye Fan hurriedly said, "Old Lu, go examine those giant stones."
As he spoke, dozens of Pill Bottles appeared around him. With a single hand flicking repeatedly through the air, he forced out pills of varying medicinal fragrances.
"At most, I can only help her hold on for another half hour!"
Ye Fan looked coldly at Ruo Shui, though a trace of reluctance flickered in his eyes.
Those words were no different from declaring Ruo Shui's death. Even if they recovered the Pi Yuan Cauldron, it would be absolutely impossible to find the remaining medicinal catalyst within half an hour.
Yet even so, Ye Fan was unwilling to give up. Even if he could only prolong Ruo Shui's life for a little while longer, he would still treat her with all his strength.
All because Ruo Shui had once called him "Brother Ye"!
With a wave of his hand, silver needles pierced through