Bai Wuhen hurriedly supported his sister, carefully examining her injuries, his eyes full of heartache: "Sister, don't speak. Let me help heal your wounds first." He took out a jade vial and poured out two pills that were fragrant and brimming with spiritual energy. He fed one to Bai Qingxue and crushed the other, sprinkling it on several of her more severe wounds. The pills were extremely effective—Bai Qingxue immediately felt a warm current spread through her limbs and body, stabilizing her injuries as her spiritual energy began to slowly recover. "Wuhen, why are you here? And how..." Bai Qingxue couldn't help but ask. "It's a long story." Bai Wuhen quickly explained while tending to his sister's wounds. "I received a secret transmission talisman left by the family remnants, learned you might be in danger somewhere in the direction of Stonia, and came searching. Two days ago, I sensed the faint fluctuations of you using a secret tra...