"Xuan Yue, you... cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Aunt Yue coughed continuously, and her originally gray-white face now showed two unnatural flushes.
Ji Xuanyue was startled upon seeing this, and without saying much, she quickly took out several healing pills from her own belongings and helped Aunt Yue take them.
"Aunt Yue, how are you? Don't worry, I've heard that in this Blood River Palace, besides the Heavenly Destiny Flower we need, there seems to be a kind of spiritual medicine called Immortal Grass, which has special miraculous effects for healing. I will definitely find it for you then."
As Ji Xuanyue spoke, she gritted her teeth, enduring the immense pain from her own injuries, and continued to carry Aunt Yue, flying forward with all her strength.
At this point, there was no trace of the usual cunning on Ji Xuanyue's face, but rather an endless worry.
