Upon hearing True Adept Qing Ping describe Roland's injuries, Immortal Chen Yang could not help sighing. "Well... that's true. A weak body can't handle potent medicine."
They both carried quite a few healing pills for cultivators. Chen Yang was not worried about his own physical body, and Qing Ping was not concerned that his injuries would fail to heal—with the Spirit-Restoring Formation assisting him, recovery would be swift.
However, the pills they carried were deadly poison to Roland. Qing Ping's cultivation might have seemed weak, but he was still a Golden Core True Adept. In the Kunhao Realm, that made him an extraordinary peak-level existence. Most pills consumed by True Adepts were more than an Emergence from Dust Adept could endure.
And Roland's constitution was absolutely no stronger than that of someone in the Qi Refining Stage. She was still on the verge of death. Even if True Adept Qing Ping had brought pills suitable for Emergence from Dust Adepts, she would certainly die if she took them.
Among the many cultivators at the Insect Race passageway, there was probably no pill suitable for her either—their life levels were simply different.
Immortal Chen Yang also had a favorable impression of Roland, so he agreed with Qing Ping.
After thinking it over, Feng Jun smiled. "If you two aren't afraid of delaying things, I naturally don't mind. I have quite a few Federation medical methods here. Keeping her alive first won't be a problem at all."
"Then many thanks to Feng Mountain Lord," True Adept Qing Ping replied weakly. "Actually, I belong to Ancestral Patriarch Yi Jue's lineage."
"What?" Feng Jun froze when he heard that. He truly had not known. "Fairy Yi Jue has disciples?"
"She has no direct disciples, because Ancestral Patriarch... is too young," True Adept Qing Ping