Recovery?
If there was anything Yao Haoxuan longed for now, it was that.
He refused to lie in bed as someone who could no longer even care for himself.
He wanted to stand again and return to battle as a Soul Master!
After hearing Ma Xiaotao's introduction of Bai Luo, his numb heart stirred with a flicker of hope.
A dry rasp squeezed from his throat:
"Mm. I understand."
His answer was brief and quiet, but it laid bare the hope and longing in his heart.
Bai Luo said nothing more.
A faint phantom slowly appeared behind him.
At the sight of the hooded woman, a glint flashed through Xu Jiawei's eyes.
Was this Bai Luo's martial soul?
He had long heard that Bai Luo possessed a strange humanoid martial soul unlike any recorded before.
It had a terrifying ability to heal.
Many martial soul experts even believed it surpassed the Nine-Heart Begonia, once the continent's strongest healing martial soul.
This was Xu Jiawei's first time seeing Bai Luo's martial soul.
He searched through everything he knew about Soul Masters.
Nothing he knew matched the phantom behind Bai Luo.
It really did seem to be a unique martial soul.
At that thought, Xu Jiawei began looking forward to what came next.
He was curious whether the renowned doctor Bai Luo could heal someone in Yao Haoxuan's condition.
Everyone on the continent who had heard of Bai Luo knew his medical skill was extraordinary.
But none of them had seen exactly what he could do.
Xu Jiawei was no exception.
Now he thought Yao Haoxuan's condition might give him a chance to understand Bai Luo's skill firsthand.
The man's lower body was gone, and Corpse Poison remained in the wound.
Xu Jiawei knew little about medicine, but even he understood how