“He’s still alive?” Fang Xia felt his spirits lift. "You’d better not be lying to comfort me, Qiong Hai.”6

“Why would I lie to you?” Qiong Sea King shook his head, “I’m still waiting for Master to provide me guidance so I can advance to the Spiritual Body phase. Do you seriously think I was hoping for his death?"0

"Excellent! Wonderful!" Fang Xia broke into a wide smile. "Qiong Sea, try to focus on perceiving as much as you can. What’s the situation down there? Has the young master responded?"0

The last thing Fang Xia wanted was Wu Yuan’s death. Beyond his deep admiration and respect for Wu Yuan, there was also the matter of the Blood Gu Art implanted into his soul by the realm master.0

If Wu Yuan died in the calamity but Fang Xia survived, what conclusions would the realm master come to once he found out? If he was unlucky, the realm master might just decide to take out his anger on him. Fang Xia had no desire to be his punching bag.0

"Master hasn't responded," Qiong Sea King relayed solemnly. "However, I can now perceive Master's soul aura much more clearly than before. However, it is extremely feeble, barely less than one percent of its former strength."0

“Less than one percent?” Fang Xia's expression shifted.1

This implied that his soul wasn’t simply harmed, but almost completely destroyed.0

"However, Master's soul aura is in the process of strengthening and healing," Qiong Sea King reported,...0