"Alright! You're making me sound like a bad guy. Get out of here, your master won't die." Qian Youxue said sarcastically, quickly opening her bundle.

Inside the bundle was a small basket woven from fine bamboo, and inside were fiery red flame flowers, still in their fiery red color.

The flower is fiery red within six hours of being picked, then pale red, and after twelve hours it turns pink, at which point its medicinal effects weaken considerably. It's a pity the flower's center is yellow; it would be considered top-grade if it were purple. Luckily, the flower is fresh enough; otherwise, its effect on that person wouldn't be significant.

After taking Ye's pulse, Bu Yu roughly knew how bad Ye's health was. Hearing Qian Youxue's words, he shifted his gaze to her with some skepticism.

"Don't believe me?" Qian Youxue tilted her head and winked at Bu Yu.

"I believe you!" This "I don't believe you" doesn't mean I believe Qian Youxue, but rather I believe in Ye's judgment.

Besides Bu Yu, the other person he trusted was Yun He. Yun He believed in his master's talent, even though his spiritual power was not as great as Mr. Bu Yu's, he still believed that his master could fulfill his promises.

"Miss Qian, please give us any instructions. As long as it can save our master, we will do our best even if it costs us our lives." Leng Xue respectfully cupped his hands to Qian Youxue.

Qian Youxue's eyes darted around. She didn't have the habit of taking advantage of others in distress, but the guards around the demon were all experts, and they might really come in handy one day. So, she played the villain for a moment and said lazily, "Forget about your life, just consider it a favor you owe me."

"Yes!" Leng Xue replied crisply.

Just as they were bargaining, Xuan Mingye, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, his purple eyes completely bloodshot.

"Not good!" Bu Yu exclaimed in alarm, waving his fingers to press several acupoints on Ye's body. However, before he could raise his hand, Xuan Mingye's palm struck his chest.

Pfft!

Unexpectedly, his body was slammed heavily against the wall. Leng Xue and Leng Qing rushed forward to stop Xuan Mingye's attack, but even with their combined efforts, they couldn't get close and were instead blasted away by the powerful spiritual energy.

Has this guy gone mad? He's even attacking his own people?

Qian Youxue stood still and pulled Yun He aside to prevent her from being accidentally hurt. Yun He wanted to say something, but Qian Youxue shook her head at him and then carefully observed Xuan Mingye's actions.

Bu Yu quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Ye, and said, "Distract him. He's very weak right now and won't last long. We mustn't hurt him. Leng Qing, protect Miss Qian. Leng Xue, Wu Ya, you go that way..."

Upon hearing the young master's order, Wuya swiftly moved behind Xuanmingye. Xuanmingye sensed the danger approaching from behind and seemed to focus all his attention on Wuya.

While Ye was distracted, Bu Yu frowned and began to use his spiritual power in his hands, trying to seal several acupoints on Ye's body with spiritual energy.

However, it seems that refusing to comply this time was another miscalculation.

While dealing with Wuya's attacks, Xuan Mingye also guarded against Buyu's sneak attacks. This time, both Wuya and Buyu were seriously injured. One of Wuya's hands was twisted off, and its bloody appearance was quite horrifying.

"How could this be? It's impossible for someone injured like this to still be so strong." Bu Yu got up from the ground, puzzled, clutching his chest where he had been hit. He was covered in mud, and now his face was stained with blood, making him look extremely disheveled.