Li Piaoyue's gaze swept over Qin Chuan, lying atop the flying sword. With a single glance, she could tell that Qin Chuan's condition was far from optimistic.
Only a faint spark of life remained, yet there was not the slightest trace of cultivation aura. It was clearly a sign that his cultivation had been completely lost.
Coupled with those hollow eyes and his miserable appearance, it was even more unbearable to look at!
Her gaze fell on Su Shi'er and the others, but she did not see the other two.
After a moment, Li Piaoyue's smile froze, and the joy on her face vanished without a trace.
"Song Zihua, Xu Jin, they..."
As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Li Piaoyu, and she did not continue.
She had already guessed much of the outcome in her heart.
"Martial Brother Song and Junior Brother Xu Jin have both... both fallen! This is all my fault."
"If I had not stubbornly insisted on going into Sunset City to buy cultivation resources, if I had been a little more vigilant, things... would not have reached this point."
"It was me. I dragged everyone down and harmed them all!"
Li Piaoyu lowered her head, her face full of remorse.
As she spoke, her mood was exceptionally low, and she blamed herself deeply.
Though she had long been mentally prepared, hearing Li Piaoyu's words still caused Li Piaoyue's expression to darken instantly, sorrow appearing on her face.
Yet... her despondence lasted only an instant.
Compared with Li Piaoyu, Li Piaoyue had always been steady and mature. Having read ten thousand volumes, she also understood more deeply the impermanence of worldly affairs.
She knew clearly that in this peril-filled world of cultivation, sorrow and joy alike were destined to be buried deep within one's heart.
She