On the raised platform of the Heavenly Court's Command Center, Mulan Jin glanced at the message on the Mother-Child Talisman, keeping it half concealed beneath a sleeve. A slight frown formed. That fellow had found out after all. Mulan Jin immediately sent a warning: You belong to different camps. Don't do anything reckless. Besides, there is no antidote for this poison. It's already too late.
Shi Chun stared at the Mother-Child Talisman and frowned as well. Clearly, his guess had been right. Li Hongjiu really had been poisoned.
He pondered it. Li Hongjiu was such a freakishly gifted monster-surely he wouldn't die that easily?
What puzzled him even more was how familiar the poison's name seemed. He felt as though he had read it somewhere, probably in one of the books at Morning Moon Hall.
Afraid Shi Chun might not believe the warning, Mulan Jin made the rare effort of explaining Demon Dew's potency in detail to someone so insignificant.
That explanation only made things worse. Hearing Li Hongjiu's death spelled out so conclusively truly gripped Shi Chun's heart. If Li Hongjiu really kicked the bucket, what was he supposed to do?
Why had he shamelessly clung to Li Hongjiu and called him Older Brother? Why had he remained unwavering even when Li Hongjiu cheated him and sold him out? Why had he risked his life carrying Li Hongjiu to safety on Gathering Grotto Continent?
Li Hongjiu was the light of his cultivation, the light illuminating his path ahead.
Even having the Demonic Path wouldn't make life without Li Hongjiu appealing.
The Divine Fire's power had surged wildly, and the Bright Mountain Sect already had three people in the Earth Immortal Realm. What cultivation did he, their Chief, have? They still listened to him partly because of Young Master Nan