Yang Guo shook her head with a chuckle, feeling that Lan Fang Ziyi really had let his concern cloud his judgment.
"He's already truly outstanding. Fellow Daoist Lan, you shouldn't belittle him on his behalf, either. Even our Enforcement Hall disciples couldn't hold out any longer in the Demon-Subduing Land, yet he could keep going. That alone shows he's already far surpassed many of us."
Qin Ming, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly spoke. "About when will A Jiu be able to come out?"
After observing them, Yang Guo was surprised to discover that although these two sword cultivators were fond of Su Jiu, they really seemed to like her only as a friend.
Whether it was Yun Chao or Qin Ming, neither seemed to harbor any further feelings for Su Jiu.
Yang Guo paused briefly, then shook her head at Qin Ming's question. "Sorry, I'm afraid no one can say for certain."
Watching the gifted young cultivators chatting among themselves, Tang Wuchen felt a trace of envy rise in his eyes.
The Medicine Gate was far too insular. Unless a special secret realm opened, they rarely left the sect to venture out on their own. Without such journeys, they had no way to make more friends.
His master said that they were meant to withdraw from the world, but all Tang Wuchen had gained from that seclusion was a sense of oppression.
The Medicine Gate held itself high above others. It never took the initiative to treat anyone, only agreeing to diagnose and treat patients once they came begging at its doors.
But Tang Wuchen felt this was wrong. After all, there were things they excelled at and things they did not, such as actual combat...
If the Medicine Gate lived in a peaceful Azure Realm, perhaps