The thick-gowned youth, Ge Bai, said in a grave tone, "Junior disciple brother, the soul is the root of one’s life, the most mysterious part of life. You can say that reconstructing the fleshy body is simple, but anything having to do with the soul is much more troublesome. Minor injuries…we might be able fix, but Jing Qiu’s soul has practically been consumed. Only a trace of it remains, and even that has begun dissipating. Under such circumstances, only two ways to save her remain."
"What are they?" Xue Ying anxiously asked.
