"What? You want to take her outside?"
"Kid, you've indeed done very well these past few days. Qing'er has been in a much better mood, and her condition has improved slightly, but she absolutely cannot go outside."
"You've seen how frail she is now. Once she leaves, even the slightest gust of trouble could kill her. So she cannot go out. Absolutely not."
At night, Ye Lin sat cross-legged in a great hall with the old man from before, explaining his thoughts.
The old man was currently glaring at Ye Lin, his beard bristling and his eyes wide, his tone brimming with resolve.
"I told you already. If you want her to live, you must listen to me. I came to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."
"I don't know how long this trip will take, so you need to give me twenty of those Life-Prolonging Pills first."
Ye Lin extended his hand toward the old man and spoke blandly.
That was right. Ye Lin had come this time precisely to demand pills from the old man.
Without those Life-Prolonging Pills, Yue Qingyi would not survive for long. Ye Lin had no better solution either; only the Yue Family's Life-Prolonging Pills would do.
"You're a sixth-layer Golden Immortal. Can't you see her condition for yourself?"
"In her current state, going outside and catching even a little so-called chill would be disastrous."
"She's no different from an ordinary mortal—no, she's even more fragile. Are you truly confident?"
"I think she's doing quite well now. Her mood has improved, and her physical condition seems to have gotten a little better too. So listen to me and keep staying here."
"Ten years from now, perhaps she may truly escape this death tribulation."
The old man stroked his white beard and spoke