Clear Sky Sect disciples as test subjects?!

A few minutes passed.

Light Feather Douluo arrived with Qian Renxue and the two Soul Sages.

Qian Renxue was still unconscious. They settled her in the shade of a tree beside the road.

Bai Wei knelt beside her, using a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from her temples. Her movements were extremely gentle, as though she feared even the slightest jolt would hurt her.

Over the past few days, Qian Renxue's breathing had grown even weaker, her chest barely rising and falling.

Light Feather Douluo glanced at the people sprawled all over the ground, frowned, and asked,

"Second Brother, what use are these people from the Clear Sky Sect anymore?"

"Just kill them!"

As he spoke, Light Feather Douluo nudged an unconscious disciple at his feet with his boot.

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head. "They still have their uses."

"The poison afflicting the young mistress is very similar to theirs."

"These Clear Sky Sect disciples will make perfect test subjects."

Light Feather Douluo paused, then immediately understood what Golden Crocodile Douluo meant.

He looked down at the unconscious Clear Sky Sect disciples at his feet, then at Qian Renxue, barely clinging to life beneath the tree.

The physicians summoned from Spirit City had been hamstrung when treating the young mistress's poison.

Given her status, they could not afford to harm her at all while removing the poison. Too small a dose would be useless, while too large a dose would cause harm. There were many medicines they simply dared not use on her because they were unsure of the effects.

With their hands tied like that, they had treated her for days without removing the poison. Instead, she had only grown weaker.

Now that they had these Clear Sky Sect disciples, things were different.

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