Li Yan looked at the frail woman in white, who seemed to be sleeping, and immediately remembered the girl who had stood alone amid the crowd in Peiyang Market, utterly at a loss.
Li Yan knew Bai Rou's temperament well. She was a lotus that cleansed the world, seeking no quarrel with anyone. Though she possessed considerable fighting strength, she was deeply reluctant to fight.
Moreover, Bai Rou had always doubted her own abilities, forever feeling that she could do neither this nor that properly.
Yet back at Fengliang Mountain, she had still overcome her timidity and plunged into the bloody storm of battle she dreaded most.
At his Nascent Soul Formation ceremony, Bai Rou had been an utterly inconspicuous presence among the Golden Core cultivators.
She had merely sat quietly among the disciples of Four Symbols Peak, yet when the Great Master and the Devil Race attacked, she had still revealed her brilliance.
And this time, without a word, she had faced a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator alone. For Bai Rou, that had required tremendous courage.
First, she had eased the danger threatening Qianji and Zi Kun. Then she had boldly rescued Li Zhaoyan from a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
And she was only a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator!
After Dong Fuyi finished speaking, Li Yan's expression was surprisingly calm. He shifted his gaze from Bai Rou to Dong Fuyi.
"Master, is there any way to restore her?"
Beneath Li Yan's calm expression, Dong Fuyi sensed an unwavering resolve.
"Even in the upper realm, where I could wield my full strength, I couldn't restore her now. We're a little too late.
"The difficulty lies in what I just said. That power has already seeped into her sea of consciousness, and her sea of consciousness is on the verge