Lin Ke suppressed the lustful fire within him, but he could hardly wake up just like that.
After all, the two women behind him were still healing their injuries...
Left with no choice, he used his Mental Power to distinguish the voices mingled with the autumn rain in the mountains.
Duan Jihong stood at the entrance to this stone house, speaking to True Person Fangshan. "Don't be stubborn, old man. Lin Ke getting hurt this time was entirely your fault."
"Even if someone was causing trouble in the Sect at the time, you should have gone to save Lin Ke first."
True Person Fangshan snapped, "Didn't I go? If I hadn't stepped in to obstruct those lunatics from the Illusionless Gu Sect, you wouldn't even have found the formation's foundation."
"Forget repairing a damn thing. We might as well all die here."
"What good does talking about this do now? We still have no way to repair this formation."
"Now the Northern Frontier has the only exit left in the entire Cloud Dragon Secret Realm."
"We're all turtles trapped in a jar."
The two immediately fell silent.
A moment later, Zong Ya stood up, leaving the unconscious Mu Ting on the jade bed, then looked at Lin Ke, who still lay unconscious.
She could not help sighing. "Ah, the Eldest Princess really does have a special constitution. Her Natal Spiritual Qi actually has a pure ice attribute."
"The Spiritual Qi itself damages her meridians. That doesn't help her injuries heal."
Just as she was about to cover the two of them, Duan Jihong called from outside the door, "Young friend Zong Ya?"
"We still have several disciples afflicted with Gu Poison. Some even want to self-destruct, and we're holding them down right now. Things are rather urgent."
At his words,