Cloud Bamboo Mountain.
The night breeze lightly caresses, gentle as water.
In this picturesque scenery, several beautiful ladies are extremely anxious.
"How is Brother Qin doing inside?"
Yun Wu paced back and forth, muttering incessantly.
Wei Wan and Si Minglan had gloomy complexions, sitting silently to the side.
Mo Xiaolan stared fixedly at the dense clusters of Desolate Mist at the back of the mountain, her hands clenched tightly, with veins bulging on her fair hands.
Not far behind them, blue light continually shone from the house, as Liu Su used the Mist Spirit Eye to heal Xia Qinglian.
Xia Qinglian had forcibly confronted Luo Xiaohong in the relic, injuring her meridians. Even with Liu Su's Mist Spirit Eye assisting, it would take a day and night to fully recover.
Even so, she had only seventy percent of her spiritual power. Even if she entered the relic, she likely couldn't rescue Qin Gengyun.
