He steadied the emotions still lingering in his heart and carried Su Jiu out of the woods on his back.
For him, revenge could wait. Saving her was more important now.
Qi Song and Li Ran barely spoke on the way back. Once they returned, they plunged straight into their rooms to prepare the antidote.
The antidote for Hehuan Powder was not particularly difficult to make, but who would ordinarily carry such an antidote around?
Just as the two were nearly finished preparing it, a sound came from the doorway.
It was Chu Luohen, carrying Su Jiu on his back.
Qi Song set down the medicine jar in his hands. "Sorry for the trouble, but I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go check on Su Jiu first."
At that moment, towering waves were raging through Su Jiu's sea of consciousness.
Earlier, she had forcibly gathered the Hehuan Powder into a single point within her body using her divine sense. Then she had used spiritual qi to wield the Frostbound Purple Ultimate Sword, and in the end, she had failed to withstand the Hehuan Powder's backlash.
Su Jiu had confined it to one point within her body and expelled all of it when she coughed up blood. But her injuries were so severe that her sea of consciousness had still been thrown into turmoil.
Although some undecomposed Hehuan Powder remained in her body, there was very little left. With Qi Song's help, the remaining powder was soon expelled.
By rights, she should have woken up around then, yet the flush on Su Jiu's face had not faded at all. She showed no sign of regaining consciousness.
So Qi Song examined Su Jiu once more using fresh growth in the clear breeze.
Just as he thought his efforts would prove