The Curtain Falls

"Understood, Elder Yue Guan." The Healing Soul Master students present hurriedly answered in unison. Not daring to delay in the slightest, they quickly stepped forward and each activated their own healing Soul Skills on Qin Ming.

"Come, Elder Huang, take one as well." Yue Guan handed Elder Huang an antidote pill. Elder Huang's chest had also been pierced through by the Demon Jiao Soul Saint, and he was currently relying entirely on the Healing Heart Lotus Martial Soul's immense vitality to suppress the poison and his wound.

"Thank you, Elder Yue Guan." Elder Huang did not refuse and directly accepted it before swallowing it.

"No need to be so courteous, Elder Huang. You took great care of me back then, yet after I became an elder, our relationship somehow grew distant." Yue Guan gently shook his head, a hint of reminiscence surfacing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Elder Huang could not help but laugh heartily. However, the motion tugged at his chest wound, making him cough lightly several times. His eyes were filled with relief. "Time spares no one. Old bones like ours can only stay behind now, watching these juniors grow and gain experience."

"If you had not arrived in time during this trip to the Tianyang Mountain Range, not only would these promising Spirit Hall youths have fallen victim to poison, but these old bones of mine would likely have been buried in these mountains as well."

"Rest easy, Elder Huang. With Old Ghost and me here, those insignificant clowns won't be able to stir up much trouble." Yue Guan nodded slightly, then looked in Qin Ming's direction.

Under the treatment of the Healing Soul Master students, Qin Ming's chest wound had stopped worsening. However, it was impossible for Healing Soul Masters with only three or four rings