In their earlier deal, Mu Guangming had promised to do everything in his power to help Xu Yi take Young Master Yun's life.
Earlier, he had lured the army into a trap and attacked with a magnetic storm shock wave, but he had failed to kill Yun Zhongge.
Now, even after acting personally, he had still let Yun Zhongge escape.
He truly felt guilty.
Xu Yi said, "You can't be blamed, Senior. That fellow has countless treasures and is as crafty as a monkey. It's only natural that your strike didn't finish him off. It seems your plans this time were a resounding success?"
Mu Guangming suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing. A golden pill appeared in his palm, and he tipped it into his mouth. Only then did the flush recede from his face.
"Senior, you're injured?"
Xu Yi exclaimed.
He knew Mu Guangming's cultivation was at the True Essence Third Turn, the Yang Venerable level, and that his fighting strength was unmatched. Mu Guangming hadn't appeared in the battle just now, so it seemed he had taken part in another, higher-level fight.
"Just a minor injury. Nothing to worry about."
Mu Guangming smiled. "This operation more or less achieved its goal, though you deserve no small share of the credit."
"All right, how long are you two going to keep talking? Senior, please treat Xu Yi. No matter the cost, I'll repay you with everything I have."
Young Master Xu urgently cut off their conversation. He knew all too well how much pain Xu Yi was suffering. That man was as tough as iron, yet every time he spoke, his body couldn't help but tremble.
Mu Guangming said, "You must be Princess Yinqiu. To be honest, Xu Yi's condition is extremely dire. The poison fire is