Jiang Yuetong frowned slightly and said, "I gave her a hemostatic pill and some spiritual spring water. Why does her injury look a little better, but her aura is still so weak?"

Jing Shuang examined it carefully, her eyes flickering slightly: "It should be that her soul was damaged, and she almost died from exhaustion."

"How could this happen?" Jiang Yuetong couldn't understand. Why did she go to the Ghost Market and get seriously injured instead of returning to the Holy Sword Sect to cultivate?

"Cough cough~" Li Qingrong suddenly coughed, her pale face and curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiang Yuetong saw that she opened her mouth as if to say something, so she leaned over and turned her head to get closer.

"I've... got the herbs."

After saying that, Li Qingrong fainted again.

Jiang Yuetong turned her head and gave her a deep look. The herbs Li Qingrong mentioned should be for treating cold poisoning.

It didn't say which one she got. Could it be that she's already found the other two, which are harder to find?

Otherwise, why would Li Qingrong work so hard?

Pulling herself out of these thoughts, Jiang Yuetong spoke calmly to Jing Shuang: "Heal her. Just tell me what you need."

"yes!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Shuang continued to heal Li Qingrong's injuries. Seeing this, Jiang Yuetong got up and walked away, no longer wanting to disturb them.

As time passed, Jiang Yuetong remained seated in the main hall, handling affairs. As if remembering something, she asked without looking up, "How's the competition for the hall master going?"

A guard appeared from the corner, knelt on one knee in the center of the hall, and respectfully said, "Reporting to Master, we have reached the final round."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong raised her beautiful eyebrows. Qingfeng was really fast.

She vanished from her seat in a flash.

Seeing this, the guards silently hid again.

At this moment, in the martial arts arena of Huanhai Prefecture.

Jiang Yuetong's dark eyes gazed at the arena, where a man and a woman were fighting within the barrier, each accompanied by their contracted beasts.

Both of them were covered in bruises and looked like they were about to collapse, but their eyes were full of determination, and they still refused to give up the game.

With the position of hall master vacant, how could those capable of vying for it give up the opportunity to seize power?

Jiang Yuetong quietly entered the crowd of onlookers. Seeing the bloody scene, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, her icy face devoid of any emotion.

"Watching experts compete is exciting. Both of them are at the mid-stage of the Spirit Master realm, and their strength is evenly matched. They have been fighting for three hours and still haven't decided a winner."

"That's right, that's right. This is the last match. Whoever can last until the end will be the leader. The two of them are only one step away from that position, and they won't give up easily."

The surrounding chatter reached her ears, and Jiang Yuetong's eyes flickered as she scrutinized the two competitors.

"Sigh, it's a pity I couldn't participate in this competition."

"Heh heh, you think you can participate in the competition for the position of hall master? Are you trying to make me laugh so you can inherit my fortune?"

"Tsk, what are you saying? We're all equally bad, who are you looking down on?"

Seeing the two people next to her start arguing, Jiang Yuetong couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly, then found a quiet corner to watch the game.

It was unclear how much time had passed. At this moment, there were still four people fighting on the stage. Jiang Yuetong secretly released her divine sense to investigate them, but she did not expect to be discovered by the Grand Elder who was guarding the arena above.

He looked over at Jiang Yuetong and said slowly in a deep voice, "Lord of Huanhai Prefecture."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd watching the match immediately fell silent and all looked in the direction of the elder's gaze.