With her life force draining away, how could a single Great Restoration Pill possibly save her? As she was now, Su Jiu was merely clinging to life by a thread.
Still, she had been ruthless enough with herself, plunging the dagger straight into her own chest. Had she felt no pain?
Chu Luohen's head ached a little. Ever since he had met Su Jiu, he seemed to be experiencing more and more inexplicable emotions.
Especially the instant she had driven the dagger into her chest-that savage rage had surged over him so fiercely that he had almost wanted to destroy the entire Medicine Gate.
Chu Luohen pressed his lips together and glanced at the young girl lying unconscious in his arms, a flicker of complicated emotion passing through his eyes.
He could not help wondering whether she would have gone this far if he had been the one afflicted with Worry-Free Gu.
Chu Luohen carried the blood-soaked Su Jiu back to the sect like that, giving the Sect Master and all the Elders a terrible fright.
Chu Luohen promptly handed the Zijin Token to the Eighth Elder, asking him to use it to perform the technique on Su Mianmian first and put the Worry-Free Gu inside her to sleep.
Chu Mojin, meanwhile, returned straight to Ice Veil Peak.
At the sight of Su Jiu's bloodstained clothes, which had yet to be removed, a savage glint flashed through Chu Mojin's eyes. "Who did this?!"
"She did it herself."
Chu Mojin's movements paused briefly. Then he placed his hand on Su Jiu's pulse and examined her carefully, only withdrawing it after a long while.
"This is a little troublesome. She's lost far too much vital energy. I'm afraid she won't recover without at least two years. And fully replenishing her vital energy