Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Old Ghost did not question them immediately, but instead felt a sense of despair.
Even ordinary Comprehenders of the Dao are at a loss.
What other solutions could he possibly have?
He couldn't possibly reach out to more powerful individuals.
Even if he could, why would anyone else be willing to heal him?
However, Xu Zimei's next words reignited his hope.
"I can help you heal."
"You... you can?" Old Ghost stared at Xu Zimei.
As if grasping at a final straw.
Xu Zimei nodded slightly, saying, "Again, what can you offer me?"
"What do you want?" Old Ghost replied.
He forced himself to calm down at this moment.
After all, Xu Zimei wasn't doing charity.
If the other party was willing to speak up, there must be something he valued.
"Go to the Divine Ruins once more, lead the way to the Fire God's tomb," Xu Zimei said.
"I need Void Stone, a large amount of it."
Xu Zimei had already begun to plan this in his mind.
