The woman stared at Ren Lan and saw that she had fainted from her severe injuries.
The wound was strikingly conspicuous, on her left shoulder.
A faint, dark green aura wafted from it. It was the Curse Power of the Immortal Clan Domain Saint. Even her pale skin had begun to be stained by the poisonous energy, changing color.
"Curse?"
The woman noticed it, and her expression changed drastically.
The man beside her heard her and tensed, leaping into the pit to check on Ren Lan.
Her wound had already festered, and the infected area had spread.
"The Curse Power has already invaded her five viscera and six bowels, even her bone marrow..."
The man drew in a sharp breath and sighed. "The Ren Family Princess may be beyond saving."
He said that Ren Lan's Internal Star Domain was collapsing on a massive scale, riddled with holes.
"Brother, think of something."
"Save her. You have to save her!"
The woman pleaded.
She thought of how this Princess of Primordial City carried Li Ye's Nine Cauldrons. Ren Lan must be very important to him.
She had already sworn to herself that she would protect Ren Lan's life at any cost.
The man looked deeply at his younger sister, his gaze complicated. "I understand how you feel."
"But Curse Power is different from poison, and even more different from ordinary injuries. It's the hardest toxin to cure in the world."
"Princess Ren must have taken Primordial City's sacred detoxifying pill to hold on this long. Our Lineage isn't skilled in this field..."
The man paused, then continued, "We were in the wrong last time. We owe him. We should know our limits and look for another chance to make it up to him."
"This time, all we can do is make proper