Mi Li sighed and said, “I know that medicine is extremely rare as well. We probably won’t be able to find it. I’ll spend some time on my own, thinking about this matter to see if there are any other ways to recover from my soul’s wounds.”

Zu An felt emotion surge within him when he heard how downcast she was. He blurted out, “Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to help you find it even if it’s hard!” Mi Li had helped him out so much, and they were master and disciple, brother and sister. How could he just watch without doing anything?

“Then I’ll really have to thank you for that.” Mi Li smiled. She clearly didn’t sound too convinced that Zu An could find something like that. After all, such a thing was just way too rare. Not even the emperor himself would necessarily be able to find something like that.

Zu An didn’t say anything when he heard the nonchalant tone in her voice. He just made sure to ingrain the name Milk of Purple Frost firmly in his head.

“Right, you seemed to be confused about how to break through, no?” Mi Li spoke again.

“Yeah,...