Lou Lan carefully carried the unconscious Ai Hui down from the Metal Basket Sword Pagoda and poured the long since prepared medicine into Ai Hui’s mouth.
The dark, inky medicine emitted a thick, choking smell.
Each time the members witnessed Lou Lan feeding Ai Hui medicine, they would have a sympathetic look. Compared to Ai Hui’s medicine, their elemental soup was practically a delicacy.
Gu Xuan sipped on his soup, occasionally glanced over at Ai Hui, and prostrated himself in admiration.
Training until unconscious… what kind of realm was this?
Whatever it was, he couldn’t do it.
Not only him, but everyone in the Sword of Lightning was unable to do it. Everyone was utterly convinced of Ai Hui’s capability. There had been some who were concerned that he would injure himself and that their future would fall into uncertainty. No one was worried any longer.
