"Wan Yu, how are things going on your side?"
Although Qu Guang thought the chances were slim, with Qu Sheng's injuries worsening rapidly, they couldn't afford to miss even the slightest hope.
Wan Yu's heartbeat quickened a little, but she still braced herself and said, "Not looking too good."
She didn't dare fight Jiang Yu for the spotlight anymore, wanting to slowly let the attention on herself fade, so it wouldn't cause too much trouble later.
But just then, someone rushed in and pushed the door open.
"Mother, Alchemist Lu invites you. He says the pills are ready."
The visitor was Qu Yan.
She had always been doted on by the ancestral elder and was rather unruly. Upon hearing the news, she didn't care about anything else and just barged in.
Forging the Everlasting Pill was a huge deal—she wanted to be the first to report it.
"What! Is that true?"
"Qu Yan, you shouldn't make such claims lightly—this concerns the very life of Ancestor Qu Sheng."
At once, a ruckus broke out.
