Lin Yi said no more. Of one thing he was certain: she would never have said something like that before coming into contact with Ning Bai.
So it had a great deal to do with that fellow.
Could it be... the Demon Spirit's influence?
The thought suddenly struck Lin Yi, and even he found it terrifying. That fellow had already taken control of Ning Bai's body. Did he want Lan Xin's now, too?
It seemed he had been right to notify his master.
He truly could not resolve this himself. Last time, Ning Bai had attacked him only three times!
Yet Lin Yi had barely dodged almost every strike!
The last one had even sent him flying all the way to Heavenly Severance Mountain.
If Ning Bai fought Lan Xin, he would probably be able to do nothing but stand aside and fret.
These thoughts filled Lin Yi with anxiety. He hoped his master would see his letter soon.
Two days later, Xu Tong received the urgent letter.
He had already been planning to seek out Old Man Dan Ding, because Lin Weitian's condition was far from promising.
Xu Tong felt he had still underestimated the severity of his injuries. The poison had been neutralized, and his internal injuries were healing, but he had never imagined there was another poison that had seeped into his meridians.
By the time he noticed it, Lin Weitian's body was gradually breaking down. At this point, only a Marrow-Washing Pill could save his life.
The same warning still held: once his cultivation dissipated completely, he would undoubtedly die!
Both situations were desperately urgent. Lin Yi's letter was also anxiously worded, saying that if Xu Tong did not come, something might happen to Lan Xin.
Xu Tong felt helpless. It seemed living a peaceful life