Su Ling silently walked to one side and took several herbs from his Soul Tool. They shimmered faintly and radiated potent spiritual energy.
When he had been gravely wounded and on the brink of death earlier, his soul had briefly left his body. Relying on his God King-level perception, he had searched the area and found these rare Spiritual Medicines, which were highly effective against injuries in this world.
He took out a huge wooden tub and drew in clean water.
Then he activated his Flame of Life Martial Soul.
Although his Soul Power was weak, his control over the flames was precise. He carefully regulated the temperature and put the herbs in to prepare a medicinal bath.
The pale green liquid churned in the tub, giving off a refreshing fragrance and a rich aura of life.
The medicinal bath was ready.
Su Ling turned around and looked at Gu Yuena, who was still gazing at him in a daze. "Wash yourself. I'm leaving. Remember to eat later."
With that, he turned around again and started to walk away.
"Don't!"
Seeing this, Gu Yuena panicked and tried to grab him again.
But her body was weak and she had a high fever. She stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.
Su Ling instinctively reached out to steady her. His brow furrowed even more, and his voice grew sterner. "Take care of it yourself!"
Gu Yuena seized the opportunity to grab his sleeve and raised her pale little face.
Her violet eyes instantly welled with tears. She whimpered through heavy sobs, "I... I can't lift my arms... My wounds... they hurt so much..."
She wasn't lying completely.
Her wounds—especially the ones from Qian Renxue's kick to her waist and abdomen, and her broken ribs—sent sharp pains through her body, making it