The room was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Wei Ziyi's expression was frozen on her face, while the Third Palace Master looked grave.
The Second Palace Master's brows were furrowed, clearly also at a loss for a solution.
Su Mo suddenly thought of the Yixuan Divine Skill.
But he was unsure if this skill could save Wei Ziyi.
The Yixuan Divine Skill can merge the martial arts of all sects, turning them into one.
In theory, it should address this problem.
However, without trying it first, no one could guarantee its success.
Moreover, teaching Wei Ziyi the Yixuan Divine Skill would require explaining the origins of this martial art to her.
This would inevitably drag Wei Ziyi into the chaos of the Jinglong Association.
And this was not what Su Mo wished for.
Thus, after some contemplation, he looked up at the Third Palace Master:
"May I ask, senior, is Ziyi's condition truly that severe?"
"It's not particularly severe at the moment."
