"It was all this concubine's fault..." Fairy Hongxia lowered her head and said, "If I had not asked you to come to Million Meng Mountain, you would not have suffered such grievous injuries!"
Indeed, divine sense was a cultivator's sharp weapon within the Niwan Palace, yet it was also exceedingly delicate. Even ordinary injuries were difficult to heal, let alone such severe wounds! Moreover, Zi Ming had made it clear: the injuries inflicted by the drought demon were permanent. Without some secret art, they simply could not be healed!
Fairy Hongxia's expression changed, and Zi Ming was also greatly alarmed. Her brows knitted tightly as though she were pondering something, but the more she thought, the tighter her brows drew together. It seemed there was no good solution at all...
"It's nothing..." Xiao Hua had been about to comfort them, but seeing Fairy Hongxia's concerned expression, he slightly withdrew his hand and put the jade pendant he had been holding into his storage space before saying, "It is merely an injury to my divine sense. I will nourish it like this for now. Perhaps someday, an opportunity to heal it may arise!"
"Alas, Young Master Xiao truly possesses great magnanimity!" Concern flashed through Zi Ming's eyes as she sighed. "This concubine is a soul shaman. Though I have dabbled in Daoist cultivation arts, I am not well versed in matters of divine sense. Still, this concubine knows... repairing divine sense is a task of a thousand hardships and ten thousand difficulties!"
At this point, Zi Ming's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and she said with delight, "Right! Master Ke Qin has seen much and knows much. Perhaps he possesses some secret art. Young Master Li, let us hurry there. The sooner, the better..."
"Senior Brother, I'll help you!" Upon hearing