"This senior's insight is as keen as a blazing torch. Your words are absolutely right!"
"The immortal path is vast and boundless; life and death are part of its ordained course."
"Perhaps going through this ordeal is also a chance encounter written into my fate."
Leng Yan's gaze fell on Fairy Yun Hua. She smiled faintly, her expression calm and composed.
No one knew her own condition better than she did. There was not the slightest unwillingness or resentment in her heart; she had accepted it with complete serenity.
"Is there... truly no other way?" Su Shi'er frowned and looked toward Fairy Yun Hua.
"Even if there were another way, given our current predicament, what meaning would it have?" Fairy Yun Hua asked in return.
Su Shi'er was left speechless. Deep down, he knew there had to be methods.
But the prerequisite was that they could leave alive.
Leng Yan's voice continued, "Life and death follow their natural course. Why must you take it to heart?"
"For this sliver of survival, you were willing to brave such immense danger and come here. That alone proves that my choice back then was not wrong. Helping you is something I do willingly!"
"Enough. Before my seven souls disperse, perhaps I can still lend the two of you a hand and preserve a thread of life for you."
As she spoke, Leng Yan raised her head once more and looked toward the heavens.
Yet her final words startled Fairy Yun Hua.
"Lend us a hand? Little girl, are you joking?"
Her eyes swept over Leng Yan, and Fairy Yun Hua made no attempt to conceal her confusion.
The person before her possessed only her seven souls, sustained entirely by medicinal power. Moreover, her true cultivation realm was merely the Nascent Soul Stage.
Such