During the lull in the fighting, Mu Bai leaned against a battlement and pondered the war between humans and beasts. The deeper his thoughts went, the more chilling they became. Looking up, he saw Ling Jinyu and a junior sister from her sect strolling along the embankment wall. As the two were about to meet him, Mu Bai coughed softly and cupped his fist in greeting.
"Eldest Princess, is something troubling you?"
"So Elder Mu is here too. What a coincidence. After these successive battles, our sect's pills are running short. Your alchemy is exceptional, Elder Mu. Might you have any pills to spare...?"
Ling Jinyu had come because the sect's army was running short of pills. Knowing Mu Bai was an alchemist, she had steeled herself to ask for help.
"With the fighting as it is, I dared hold nothing back. I handed everything over for distribution among the Spirit Taming Sect's troops."
It was not that Mu Bai bore a grudge; he truly had no pills left. Faced with such a tragic battle, Mu Bai knew many people needed pills more than he did.
"Not even any Hundred Flowers Pills?"
The junior sister behind Ling Jinyu asked with a giggle. She was pretty, and very playful and endearing.
"Wan'er, stop fooling around. You're already at the mighty realm peak, yet you still can't forget your Hundred Flowers Pills."
Wan'er stuck out her tongue mischievously, taking one of Ling Jinyu's arms and shaking it. "I want one Elder Mu refined himself, as a keepsake."
"You!"
Ling Jinyu's expression changed, anger showing on her face.
Wan'er turned away sheepishly, lightly kicking the bluestone paving.
"Please don't mind her, Elder Mu. Wan'er was only joking."
"It's fine. If I have any, I'll give her one..."
"Sister Ling, we so rarely have