Her mind was blank as she strode forwards. By the time she had regained her senses, she had arrived outside the courtyard where Jun Jueshang lived. When she saw the Pharmacists coming out of his hut shaking their heads, she grabbed one of them and asked: "What's wrong with him? Is it serious?"
When the Pharmacist saw that it was Wanyan Qianhua who had grabbed his arm, he said: "His situation is not very good, he has completely lost consciousness."
"Can't you treat him? Is he injured? Or has he succumbed to his inner demons while cultivating?" Wanyan Qianhua asked. Without realising it, she was twisting her hands tightly under her sleeves.
"It's caused by his inner demons. There is no cure for that." The old Pharmacist shook his head and walked away murmuring: "I didn't expect the Sect Master of Insouciant Sect would be such a person, to be trapped by his inner demons one day. It is a predestined fate that no one can escape."
