Yang Lingtian looked at her expectant eyes and secretly chuckled.
This girl really refuses to give up.
He shook his head, a helpless expression appearing on his face.
"Miss Lu, I'm truly sorry, but although there were quite a few pills in that senior's cave dwelling..."
"After being eroded by ten thousand years of time, most of them have already lost their medicinal properties and turned into ordinary earth."
"What I obtained back then was only that one bottle."
"There were only three pills inside: one for healing injuries, one for improving cultivation, and the last... was an extremely deadly poison pill."
"I used the cultivation-enhancing pill long ago."
"I used this healing pill as well, so now only that poison pill remains."
Yang Lingtian spread his hands, his face filled with helplessness.
"Miss Lu, you can't possibly want that poison pill, can you?"
"Huh? A poison pill?" Lu Xue's little face went pale with fright when she heard that, and she hurriedly waved her hands.
"No, no! I don't want that thing!"
She had completely given up hope. It seemed there really were no more pills.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat awkward.
"Sigh..."
Lu Xue could not help letting out a soft sigh.
Yang Lingtian looked at her dejected appearance. His heart stirred, and he spoke up:
"Miss Lu, do you want the healing pill for your father?"
"Hm?" Lu Xue froze for a moment, then nodded. Somewhat embarrassed, she said,
"My father... he has worked tirelessly for the family year after year, leaving behind quite a few hidden injuries."
"I thought that if I could have a miraculous pill like the one you had, Big Brother Yang, perhaps it could help him."
"It's truly rare for Miss Lu to have such filial devotion."