With a flick of his whip, he pulled Li Qiu close, only to discover that Li Qiu was not dead, but was in a coma like Li Sisui.
I originally thought he had been eaten by the Eight-Eyed Spider Toad, but I didn't expect him to still be alive. It would be best to return to the sect as soon as possible.
Immediately afterwards, Su Qingyu summoned light whips with both hands, and her feet were enveloped in a light veil. However, judging from the dim light of the veil, it seemed that she was also at the end of her strength and could not hold on for long.
The light whip swept up Li Sisui and Li Qiu, and with their feet pushing off the ground, they wobbled and swayed, slowly climbing up the mountain.
Dragging two adults along, it was only thanks to Su Qingyu's profound cultivation that she survived, even though she didn't die at the hands of the Eight-Eyed Spider Toad, she wouldn't have escaped the attacks of other demonic beasts attracted by the scent of blood.
It was nearly afternoon, and the sun was beginning to dim its rays. The three of them had come down the mountain in the morning.
What was supposed to be a carefree outing turned into this unexpected situation. Life and death are unpredictable, and it's quite sad. The only thing the three of them can be thankful for is that at least they are still alive.
About an hour after the three left, a strange beast that resembled a tiger but was not quite appeared next to the corpse of the three-eyed spider toad. Its pair of fleshy wings, the size of palm leaves, on its back were particularly eye-catching.
The strange beast paced back and forth around the corpse of the three-eyed spider toad, occasionally making a whimpering sound, as if it were saying something.
Before long, an old man in purple robes appeared behind the strange beast. The large, loose purple robes covered the old man's entire body, and the black, twisted mass on his chest looked extremely mysterious.
If it weren't for the hint of age in his voice, you would hardly be able to tell how old he was beneath the purple robe.
"If you hadn't been so greedy, this eight-eyed spider toad wouldn't have had to be gutted!"
The purple-robed elder glanced around and then spoke calmly, a hint of amusement in his voice, as if he didn't care at all.
The strange beast stared in the direction where Su Qingyu and the other two had left, howling and roaring at the purple-robed elder.
The old man in purple robes walked unhurriedly to the strange beast's side, reached out and stroked its head, his voice tinged with affection:
"Alright, it's not your fault. Let's put these trivial matters aside for now and focus on the important business. We'll find another eight-eyed spider toad when we have time."
The old man in purple robes looked at the corpse of the eight-eyed spider toad and said:
"What a pity about these spiderwebs, but the wound is so smooth, it's incredibly sharp. Even a fully grown eight-eyed spider toad wouldn't be this fragile; it seems the one who killed it was a ruthless character!"
After saying that, he looked up at the direction the strange beast had indicated, and without saying a word, slowly walked in the opposite direction.
The strange beast turned its head and glanced at it, then trotted after it. The two of them slowly disappeared into the forest.
Li Sisui woke up again half a month later. Not only did he have a splitting headache, but he also completely lost sensation in his left arm and could not muster any strength.
I felt like I had slept for centuries, and I couldn't remember anything that happened before I fell into a coma.
Li Sisui used all his strength to barely straighten up, feeling completely powerless. His left arm seemed to droop limply, as if it didn't belong to him.
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