Su Jiu knew she had to find a way to break this stalemate. Her gaze involuntarily shifted to Wenren Qingtang, who was panting like an old dog not far away.
She reckoned he was probably the happiest person here. After all, someone had finally come along to help draw the female ghost's attention away from him.
Perhaps "draw away" was not quite right. Stealing the female ghost's attention entirely seemed more accurate.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Wenren Qingtang swallow a Great Restoration Pill. From the look of things, he was about to meditate as well.
She could not help gritting her teeth. "Wenren Qingtang! You don't have to meditate to absorb a Great Restoration Pill!"
Wenren Qingtang lifted his eyelids, his expression positively begging for a beating. "Did you come specifically to help me?"
"No, I'm trying to save myself too!"
Wenren Qingtang froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Su Jiu to be so blunt.
"If you're that honest, aren't you afraid I'll refuse to help and run off on my own? After all, all her hatred is directed at you now.
"You'd be better off saying you came to help me. Move me a little, and I'd be more likely to save you."
Su Jiu gritted her teeth. "There's no need. Neither of us can escape in this situation! Besides, you're badly injured.
"You can't defeat this female ghost alone, and neither can I, but we can work together! We can hold her off together. My senior brother should be here soon..."
Before Su Jiu finished speaking, she felt her sword abruptly sink under the pressure, and those pitch-black claws nearly slashed her face.
She did not know which of her words had provoked the female ghost. By now, the ghost was utterly