Fang Milu has dual spiritual roots of water and wood, both of which have a certain healing power.

Although she has not yet learned specific healing techniques, she can already actively output spiritual power to perform certain healing, so she serves as the healer in this team.

Although Fang Milu was somewhat unwilling, she knew her limits and nervously channeled her spiritual energy to soothe his injuries.

Poonana was able to catch her breath. She frowned as she looked at the wounds on Gan Xiuming's body and said:

"Go and treat him too."

Fang Milu paused, almost wanting to quit.

What kind of tone is that? It's as if she's some kind of lowly doctor who can be summoned and dismissed at will.

Does treating her senior brother require Poonana's direction?

Fang Milu snapped, "You're just used to being a young lady, treating everyone like a servant!"

"I am fine. As long as Nana is safe, I have nothing to fear even if I die."

At the same time, a man's voice, as mellow and fragrant as fermented rice wine, rang out.

Fang Milu was stunned, only to see that Gan Xiuming's eyes were filled with starlight, but he was looking at Peng Nana.

Her hand trembled, and she unconsciously stopped channeling spiritual energy.

Without treatment, Poonana winced in pain.

Gan Xiuming quickly stepped forward to inquire, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his voice cold and even stern:

"Continue the treatment."

Fang Milu's mind went blank. She lowered her head without any backbone and continued to channel spiritual energy. No one saw the tears of grievance that were welling up in her eyes.

She seemed to understand what "love-struck" meant—it meant someone like her who would go through fire and water for a man who wasn't worth it.

A cool hand touched the corner of her eye, forcefully wiping away the overflowing tears, bringing a chill.

"Don't cry!" Tu Longjian transmitted his voice to her.

She said it a thousand times and ten thousand times, but it's no use. You can learn something in a day. This spoiled little plum actually had a day when she was wronged and cried. Long Aotian is truly a sin.

Fang Milu looked up through teary eyes, and in those tears, she saw a woman's figure shining brightly.

It was the person she disliked, hated, and even bullied, yet it was also the person she fiercely comforted at such a time.

However, the next second, the cold, moonlit figure in her tearful eyes suddenly stood in front of her.

Peng Nana and Gan Xiuming were in an ambiguous mood, unaware that Tu Longjian, who seemed to be a good-for-nothing hiding at the back, secretly sent out a tiny, cold needle.

The chill could worsen the wound and enrage the monster; this was Tu Longjian's intention.

The icy needle flew toward the Bloodhand Purple Iron Lizard, and the instant it touched its scales, it turned into a thin, transparent layer of ice, encasing its rolled-up flesh.

The biting cold seeped into the wound, and the Bloodhand Purple Iron Lizard was enraged by the shock, going berserk. It shook off the fly-like cultivators surrounding it, locked its eyes on the heavily injured Peng Nana and Gan Xiuming, and attacked them!

The blood claws actually grew several times larger, turning a deep crimson like a blood moon, with bulging blood vessels that seemed poised to burst, ready to deliver a fatal blow to them!

Gan Xiuming stepped forward to prepare to meet the enemy, when suddenly his pupils dilated to the extreme.

The intense energy made him realize instantly that he could not withstand this attack and was likely to die!

Tu Longjian was also startled. He had intended to use the cold air to provoke the Blood Hand Purple Iron Lizard, causing it to launch a powerful attack on Gan Xiuming and weaken his strength.

The powerful fortune of the chosen one will surely support him in launching a counterattack despite his serious injuries.

Then, Shi Zixue, who was lurking nearby, would appear as planned, deliver the final blow, and take away the points and the spiritual treasure hidden in the belly of the Blood Hand Purple Iron Lizard—the Divine Dream Gale Halberd.

Thus, Long Aotian lost both his ranking points and his magic weapon.

However, things took an unexpected turn. In the illusion of destiny, the Blood Hand Purple Iron Lizard was definitely not this powerful!

What is that?

Tu Longjian's eyes widened as he noticed strange powder on the Blood Hand Purple Iron Lizard's body, and a sleazy figure hurriedly fled.

Something fishy is going on here!

She immediately shot out a thread of spiritual energy that wrapped around the man's feet.

As Peng Nana watched Gan Xiuming's figure about to be swallowed by the giant claws, she exclaimed in alarm:

"No--"

At the critical moment, Gan Xiuming turned back and gave her an apologetic look. He still had the Wind Rainbow Silk wrapped around his waist, and he actually used this wind-type speed-enhancing magic treasure to escape on his own!

They abandoned the seriously injured Peng Nana, Fang Milu, and others.

Peng Nana stared in disbelief, her eyes wide with fury, as she glared hatefully at Gan Xiuming's panicked retreat.

Tu Longjian's heart sank. This was a huge mess. Long Aotian had actually abandoned his woman like this.

She actually had a chance to escape, but this was caused by her underhanded actions. If she didn't save them, Fang Milu and Peng Nana would probably both die!

Now that my cultivation level is almost at the Foundation Establishment stage, I might be able to try and withstand some of the attacks.

Tu Longjian stepped in front of the two women and quickly picked up the Xuan Sword inlaid with the Golden Soul Pearl that Gan Xiuming had hastily thrown away.

This Long Aotian is so cowardly that he even abandoned the magical artifacts he had previously acquired in order to lighten his weight and escape.

Then I'll just lend it to her.

Peng Nana looked at the white-clad woman who had stepped forward, her pupils slightly dilated.

Is she out of her mind? A person with five spiritual roots who is practically useless is actually standing in front of them, trying to shake a tree like a mayfly.

Although lacking in strength, they possessed considerable courage.

Peng Nana took out a defensive magic artifact from her storage bag, trying to block the attack, but Tu Longjian was blocked outside by a heavy snowfall.

A sudden blizzard swept through the air, the swirling snowflakes obscuring the view of everyone, including those outside the trial mirror.

An Lan's eyes flickered, her pupils turned light pink, and the heavy snow could not hide those eyes that had been imbued with enchantment.

At that moment, Zi Xue realized that the situation had changed and knew that Tu Longjian did not want to reveal his strength, so she immediately mobilized the ice and snow elements and caused a heavy snowfall.

Shi Zixue, like a snow sprite, rushed towards Tu Longjian at lightning speed. Along the way, she used her Ice and Snow Greatsword to attack the Blood Hand Purple Iron Lizard, freezing it.

Now!

Tu Longjian was enveloped in heavy snow. What was extremely cold to others felt as warm as a friend's embrace to her.

Sometimes, with Zixue's cover, she had no worries about anything else.

Tu Longjian focused his mind and gathered his energy, condensing the spiritual power from the Dry Spirit Lamp and pouring it into the Xuan Sword inlaid with the Golden Soul Pearl.

The Golden Soul Pearl shone brightly, and the pure spiritual energy flowed along the sword's bones, dyeing the entire black Xuan Sword with a golden glow.

A dazzling golden sword aura suddenly flipped the Bloodhand Purple Iron Lizard over, cleaving it in two!

The colossal beast collapsed with a deafening roar, and several frozen pieces of its corpse disintegrated.

A small section of the tail, emitting black smoke, rolled down to Tu Longjian's feet and disappeared into the snow, but Tu Longjian did not notice it.

While Shi Zixue was still on her way, she breathed a sigh of relief and finally entered the battlefield.

This powerful attack consumed a great deal of Da Tu Longjian's spiritual power, leaving her spiritual power depleted.

Despite her exhaustion from the draining of spiritual energy, she retrieved the Divine Dream Gale Halberd from under the giant lizard's belly and stored it back in her spatial storage.

The heavy snow finally stopped falling, and a chaotic battlefield appeared before everyone's eyes.