"Master, there's a pulse." Yang Ruxin delightedly looked at Dao Xuzi, "Does that mean this person can be saved?"
Dao Xuzi gave Yang Ruxin a look, "Just because there's a pulse, you think they can be saved?"
"So there's no hope?" Yang Ruxin frowned.
Fa Hanxing's face turned pale.
"With me here, how can there be no hope?"
"I say!" Before Yang Ruxin could speak, Nian Qianqian burst out, "Dao Xuzi, you old guy, can you be reliable? Can you give a straight answer? What's the point of being so mysterious?"
"I feel like it!" Dao Xuzi glared.
"If you can't do it, don't boast. You've already damaged the Crystal Coffin and wasted so much of my Inner Strength." Zhang Changyang spoke up, afraid of missing the chance to create chaos, and looked at Fa Hanxing, "Old Master Fa, you should make him compensate, double or tenfold."
Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes, "Enough with that, we are in the middle of saving someone." She then looked at Dao Xuzi, "Master, quickly tell us what to do next."
