But her eyes carried an unprecedented brilliance.
"I... I did it..."
Looking at the corpse of the Wind and Cloud Leopard, Xie Qingxuan suddenly laughed, with a hint of relief and pride in her smile.
She was no longer the burden who only knew how to hide behind Gu.
"The Spiritual Medicine that Gu needs..."
She remembered the purpose of this trip, forced herself to stand up, and started searching nearby.
An hour later, Xie Qingxuan dragged the corpse of the Wind and Cloud Leopard, clutching several stalks of blue-glowing "Mystic Ice Grass" in her arms, and staggered toward the cave.
With each step, the wound on her left shoulder brought heart-wrenching pain, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.
"Can't fall... at least... must deliver the medicine..."
Inside the cave, Gu Sheng was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by nine streams of golden energy.
