Seeing that Dongfang Hui was about to leave, Du Siwen suddenly called out, "Junior Sister Dongfang, you severed the truest love and wounded the man you loved. Even if you cultivate until you never age or die, what meaning would it have?"
Dongfang Hui froze, pain appearing on her face once more. Yes, what exactly am I cultivating for? Just to never age or die? How different would living without feelings be from being a statue?
As these thoughts ran through her mind, Dongfang Hui suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood. Her face grew even paler, and she looked as though she had suffered a grave illness, seemingly without even the strength to walk.
Du Siwen glanced at Dongfang Hui. Watching her stagger away, she suddenly felt a surge of pity. Even hateful people have their pitiable side!
"S-Senior Sister, cough, cough... hurry, take... take me away from here!" Xu Qingtong said haltingly.
Tears streamed down Du Siwen's face without stopping. With trembling hands, she took out a bottle of elixirs, poured one out, pried Xu Qingtong's mouth open, and pushed it inside. "Qingtong, stop talking. Hurry and heal your wounds!"
"F-Flying Boat!"
Du Siwen hurriedly summoned the Swiftwind Boat, gathered Xu Qingtong into her arms, and boarded it.
Xu Qingtong called Xiao Bai out. "Xiao Bai, show Senior Sister... the way. Go... go to the formation on Lakeside Island!"
With that, he lost consciousness again.
Du Siwen did not understand why Xu Qingtong wanted to leave, but since he had said so, she could only follow her Little Junior Brother's arrangements unconditionally.
With Xiao Bai leading the way, Du Siwen piloted the Flying Boat swiftly toward Lakeside Island.
Xu Qingtong had already cleared out nearly all the demon beasts along the way, so the Flying Boat encountered no