"I run fast," Lu Ye explained.
"You really are lucky." Chen Xiao did not doubt him. In his view, Lu Ye's luck was indeed extraordinary to have survived the charge into the pass. Meanwhile, he himself had been so unlucky—surrounded by those big bugs and grievously wounded.
After drawing several deep breaths, Chen Xiao's voice weakened. "Lu Yiye of the Crimson Blood Sect—I've heard of you. I hope your luck holds. I've already requested reinforcements, but you should understand the current situation. Even with the Province Guard's reserves, it won't be easy to dispatch suitable personnel. The pass has ordered me to hold out for an hour, but I can't do it. Can the defense of Startled Waves Lake Pass be entrusted to you? No matter what, the pass must not fall within the next hour!"
Lu Ye had wanted to offer a few words of comfort, but swallowed them in the end. Chen Xiao knew his own injuries better than anyone; there was no need for self-deceiving words. Lu Ye solemnly nodded. "I will give it everything I have!"
"Good!" Chen Xiao nodded. "Then I leave it to you!"
As his words fell, the Spiritual Power throughout his body suddenly scattered. His head slowly drooped, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
The medical cultivator beside him was still desperately stirring her own Spiritual Power to preserve his life, but what use was it now? Chen Xiao had held on until this moment solely on the breath in his heart. Now that Lu Ye had arrived, though it was not entirely satisfactory, he was still a Divine Sea Realm cultivator. Having entrusted the defense of Startled Waves Lake Pass to him, Chen Xiao could no longer hold on.
"Don't waste your strength," Lu Ye said.
The medical cultivator wiped