"Dead?" Zhou You looked at the charred corpse nearby. He figured he must be dead.
Duan Yuxian's body went limp, and her Spirit Sword slipped from her hand. Zhou You rushed forward and caught her before she could fall.
"I won..." Duan Yuxian's voice was weak, but she was smiling. This was her first life-or-death battle.
"Forget about that! Are you all right?!" Zhou You asked anxiously.
Duan Yuxian's lips were pale. She tried to wave him off and stand, but she was terribly weak now. Forget a Foundation Establishment cultivator-she was weaker than an ordinary person. Even with Zhou You supporting her, she swayed unsteadily, her entire body drained of strength.
Although her understanding of the True Martial Sword Art had deepened and her Sword Dao had grown even sharper, the toll on her body had been enormous. She had held herself together through sheer determination during the fight. Once it ended, all the adverse effects came crashing down on her at once.
"There's a bottle of medicine in my pocket. Sorry for the trouble, Fellow Daoist Zhou, but could you get it for me..."
Following Duan Yuxian's instructions, Zhou You took a thumb-sized medicine bottle from her pocket and poured out several red pills. Their medicinal fragrance alone made it clear they were extraordinary.
"Feed them to me..."
Duan Yuxian parted her lips slightly. Zhou You placed the pills in her mouth, then slowly helped her sit on the ground. She assumed a proper Full Lotus Position, and color gradually returned to her face. At last, she could speak without pausing, no longer as weak as before.
"Please go about your business, Fellow Daoist Zhou. Don't worry about me."
Zhou You breathed a sigh of relief.
With Duan Yuxian out of danger, Zhou You looked around, picked up