Yun Ran reached into her bag and pulled out a small bottle, pouring out a brown pill with a faint fragrance.
With a rather rough gesture, she grabbed the lynx's neck, easily pried open its mouth, and shoved the pill in.
Xuan Chu watched Yun Ran's simple and crude actions, and his brows slightly furrowed.
Unable to help himself, he wanted to say, at least show some respect to the Mountain Spirit, but at the scent of that brown pill, he swallowed his words.
His nose was quite sharp, and he could clearly smell the faint aura of blood in the pill, a very potent blood aura.
Recalling the Coiling Dragon Formation he saw during the Xuanmen Competition, Xuan Chu roughly guessed that the brown pill likely contained Dragon Spirit Blood.
Given the Mountain Spirit's current weak condition, even he had no good way to save it.
But with Dragon Spirit Blood, things were different.
Baji almost acted instinctively when he saw Yun Ran giving the Mountain Spirit a pill from its source.
