The composure vanished from Jade Flute True Lord's face. He hastily stepped forward, appearing beside Zhanchuan.
Immediately, a blue-green light enveloped Zhanchuan's body.
"...
He swiftly fed Zhanchuan a pill, his expression somewhat grim.
Song Yesheng's imposing presence had indeed been formidable, but he seemed to have been a step too late. Before he had actually attacked, Zhanchuan had already been gravely injured.
Who was it?
He gave Song Yan and Lingsi a searching look and pondered for a moment.
There really was little he could say about this matter.
Zhanchuan had attacked first, only to suffer grievous injuries himself.
Not only that, this Young Pavilion Master had stopped at the first opportunity.
Neither sentiment nor reason would permit him to attack this man or that female demon now. It would simply look too disgraceful.
Junhe Fairy was still watching coldly from the sidelines-
Peach Blossom Island had always remained neutral, keeping itself clear of every conflict.
Whether it was the Abyss Alliance or the mysterious Worry-Relief Pavilion, he wanted to offend neither.
Jade Flute sighed softly. "Fellow Daoist Zhanchuan is gravely injured. Let us take him back."
Under ordinary circumstances, Jade Flute would not have wanted to involve himself in this business either.
But clearly, Junhe Fairy, a mere rogue cultivator from the Dark Sea, would not concern herself with whether Zhanchuan lived or died.
And the Abyss Alliance knew that Zhanchuan had been staying on Peach Blossom Island lately. If he died under mysterious circumstances in this Mist Sea, neither Peach Blossom Island nor Jade Flute himself could escape responsibility.
He could only take this hot potato into his own hands.
Junhe Fairy nodded expressionlessly, though it was unclear what she was agreeing to.
Jade Flute summoned a strand of spiritual power to lift the unconscious Zhanchuan, then