And that stubborn mouth of hers—she knew her far too well.
Back in the Primordial Era, she had been just like this...
"Cough! Cough..."
As she laughed, perhaps having aggravated her injuries, Tianling suddenly frowned and began coughing softly, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her lips.
"Your injuries are too severe. Take these refined divine fluids first... We are still far from the Life Spring Eye. Just focus on healing yourself. Leave everything else to me..."
Seeing this, Tan Lin placed a hand on her delicate back and helped soothe her chaotic aura.
"Alright, cough... cough. You are no longer Auntie's treasured nephew—you are Auntie's man now. I'll listen to you..."
With her aura somewhat steadied, Tianling sat cross-legged in the little boat and looked at him with teasing eyes.
Tan Lin was speechless. He did not respond, merely taking out a lump of divine fluid and handing it to her.
Tianling accepted it and stopped acting so flippantly. She quickly entered meditation and began tending to her injuries.
Splash...
Who knew how much time had passed.
By the time the little boat carrying Tan Lin and Tianling had traveled tens of millions of li across the sea and gradually ventured deeper into this Sea of Bitterness,
ancient ships began appearing all around them, visible to the naked eye. As time passed, vessels arriving from every direction continued to increase.
Ancient secrets, the fortune left behind by Celestial Venerables...
Every one of these things was enough to stir the hearts of the gathered heroes.
Yet although many cultivators had surrounded them, no one dared make a rash move for the time being.
That "Goddess Gu" might have been severely injured, but she was wearing the genuine Divine Silkworm Immortal Garment!
Judging from the imposing scene