"Wouldn't three be too few? The four or five Integrated Body Late Stage cultivators you killed earlier, Fellow Daoist Nameless, were already far beyond what I could handle, let alone the other dangers."
Mo Yuyan frowned. "Even an ordinary Integrated Body Late Stage cultivator, with one or two weaker ones alongside them, would be enough to threaten my life. This flying sword has some deterrent power, but in an environment like the Red-Gang Mahayana Realm, it's nowhere near enough."
"With my injuries as they are, it was already no easy feat to condense a flying sword like this." The Lotus Avatar shook his head. "Other than this art, I have no other means of ensuring your safety."
"What if Fellow Daoist Nameless recovers some of his injuries first?" Mo Yuyan asked.
"If I can recover further in the short term, I can condense another flying sword like this."
The Lotus Avatar's eyes flickered. In truth, in his current state, he could condense another sword like this if he put in some effort. Whether it was worth the effort, however, depended on whether Mo Yuyan had brought out something tempting enough.
"This small vial contains Star-Origin Azure Dew. A senior from the Star Palace gathered the essence of the stars and refined it with more than a thousand spiritual materials, including Azure Spirit Wood. Only Mahayana Realm cultivators can refine it. This is the entirety of the Star Palace's reserves." Mo Yuyan held out her palm, and a small azure vial drifted toward the Lotus Avatar.
The Lotus Avatar took the vial and opened it. An astonishing surge of spiritual power washed over him. In that instant, the injuries in his body caused by the tribulation lightning seemed to heal somewhat. Even merely breathing in the refreshing fragrance of the Star-Origin