"Don't stop, keep going..."
The pain made Ruan Tang's consciousness a bit clearer, her voice already carrying a sob, yet sounding very hoarse.
The importance of the Suiya Lantern was self-evident.
If it shatters, what about the remaining sixty-nine steps of the White Jade Stairway?
Ruan Tang carefully cradled the cracked Suiya Lantern in her arms, as if wanting to protect the lantern, then she struggled to lift her foot and tried to continue climbing.
"Bang!"
Ruan Tang fell to the ground.
Her aged and frail body, her lifespan nearly depleted, had no extra strength left.
Just a little bit more.
Only sixty-nine steps left!
Ruan Tang lay on the ground, looking upwards, the outline of the Immortal Fruit was very clear, its fragrance especially enticing, but Ruan Tang's body was too heavy to move.
...
...
Heavenly Court.
Back Mountain.
Baize's fingertips rubbed a white chess piece, his mind wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.
