Li Ping'an had a cultivation mishap.
When Ningning Mu heard Master Qing Su's summons, she hurried over to take care of Li Ping'an, who was lying on the bed as pale as death, breath shallow, seemingly exhaling more than inhaling.
"Senior Brother!"
With a cry in her voice, Ningning Mu threw herself beside the bed Li Ping'an had hardly slept in.
Her delicate hands reached out to embrace Li Ping'an, but she didn't know where to begin.
Li Ping'an opened his eyes, glanced at her, and whispered, "I won't die... don't worry... it's just that my Primordial Soul is a bit tired..."
With a trembling voice, Ningning Mu asked, "Senior Brother, how did you end up in such a state? Did you take any Elixir Pills?"
In her urgency, Ningning Mu grabbed Li Ping'an's right hand and sent a strand of her Spiritual Sense into his body, only to find it dissipating into oblivion.
She couldn't detect anything.
