"Yu Qi?"
Another familiar name.
Qin Xuan's interest was suddenly piqued.
He spoke coolly, "Take me to see him. How could a Foundation Establishment Cultivator be injured by mere Demon Insects?"
Wei Long gave a bitter smile and led Qin Xuan to a dilapidated shack.
Inside the shack was only a single, filthy straw mat. The place was a mess, and the air was thick with the stench of sourness and herbs. Qin Xuan frowned instinctively.
"Old Yu, wake up! The Valley Master is here to see you!" Wei Long called out to the paralyzed Cultivator on the straw mat.
"Hngh..." Yu Qi struggled to turn his head. When he saw who had arrived, his entire body suddenly trembled.
He gasped for air, wheezing, but couldn't speak a single word.
Seeing Yu Qi, Qin Xuan's frown deepened.
The man was nothing but a torso. One of his eyeballs was gone, his Cultivation had plummeted to the Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer, and he couldn't even turn over on his own.
