Tian Buyi lay in the coffin, his face deathly pale. There was a bloody hole in his abdomen, and the blood around it had already dried. A Small Bamboo Peak disciple hurried forward to check Tian Buyi's condition, then immediately turned back to Wen Min in terror and slowly shook her head.
Wen Min did not know whether what she was seeing was real or merely part of the act. She could not worry about that much and hurriedly checked Tian Buyi herself, only to find that he had no breath at all, and she could not detect even the slightest trace of spiritual power within him.
What terrified her even more was that the bloody hole in Tian Buyi's abdomen, if it had been on any cultivator, would certainly have meant death if not treated in time!
"Go... go notify Shiniang... You... hurry and notify Aunt Su!" Wen Min's mind was in utter chaos. She could no longer tell whether this was an act or not. "No! I'll go myself!"
"You... help me bring... bring Shishu's remains back to Big Bamboo Peak!" Wen Min's voice trembled, and even her words came out stammering.
The coffin holding Tian Buyi's body was too large; it could not fit through the entrance to the Cave Dwelling on Back Mountain at all. So Wen Min had her junior sisters stand guard beside the coffin while she entered the Cave Dwelling alone.
Before long, a figure quickly appeared beside the coffin. After the Small Bamboo Peak disciples ordered to stand guard saw who had come, they all saluted and paid their respects.
Su Ru, her face full of disbelief, abruptly knocked the coffin lid open. The moment she saw the face of the person lying inside, she fainted.
"Shiniang!" Wen Min, who had rushed