C61 Northwest Region Tidal Tribe

"Really?" Yim Wuxie chuckled and remarked, "What a coincidence! By the way, Elder Ming Yu, don't you also need that soul-repairing medicine?"

Ming Yu paused, then replied with a wry smile, "Indeed, I do. But the medicine isn't of much use to me currently. Should my soul ever weaken to a critical point, then it might prove valuable. For now, its benefits are minimal