"Ah-choo!" Among the crowd on Deer Horn Mountain, Gu Lingxue couldn't help but let out a sneeze.
Immediately, concerned inquiries were directed her way.
"Sister Lingxue, are you alright?"
"Sister Lingxue, did you catch a cold? I have some Fire-Condensing Pills here. Taking one will make you feel better."
"Sister Lingxue, did you train too much last night? With your remarkable talent and high cultivation, and working so hard, it's hard for us to keep up! Just take it easy, Sister Lingxue. Otherwise, Master will scold us every day."
