(Thanks to book friend Zhuge Wuhou1 for the red *** gift packet. Judging by the amount, it should count as a Protector. Thank you for your support. I'll add another chapter tonight.)
The cave where Madam Xiao San had hidden was extremely well concealed. Large amounts of low-grade spirit grass grew outside, and it was not a dead-end cave either, with two exits leading outside. Finding such a hiding place had not been easy. There were still sentries keeping watch outside. One skeleton had been completely wrapped up by an inconspicuous low-grade demonic vine, unable to move at all. Lu Xiaotian thought that even if he had come here himself, escaping the notice of the two sentries would not have been easy.
Madam Xiao San's injuries were even more severe than he had imagined. Both her legs had been severed, and her right arm, along with half of her shoulder, had been smashed apart, revealing ghastly white bones. Her withered face was also terribly sallow. Lu Xiaotian found one thing rather strange, however. People said ghost cultivators were heartless and without affection, yet Madam Xiao San had fallen into such dire straits, and Ge Changting had not kicked her while she was down. Instead, he had shared both hardship and suffering with her. That was quite rare.
Strange as it was, Lu Xiaotian had no intention of voicing it.
"Master Lu, you've finally come. Please forgive me for being unable to rise and salute you in this state." When her haggard face saw that Ge Changting had finally brought Lu Xiaotian over, Madam Xiao San's expression brightened at once.
"Forget the formalities. Fellow Daoist Ge has already told me the details. Helping you take revenge isn't impossible. I can even help restore your injuries. However, you'll have to continue refining