These three words will forever exist in Yan Xiaobao's mind.
"Keep living..." he gently said, tears sparkling on his cheeks. "You must continue to live...."
"Don't die, Bruna..." He softly wiped the spots on the slightly protruding flower of the little creature's body. When he named it, the tiny thing seemed to recognize his aura and moved slightly.
"Hang in there. You haven't seen the world yet! I haven't even had the chance to meet you. I want to take you to see everything in the Cultivation World...."
"Keep hanging in there!" Yan Xiaobao whispered with determination. He spoke all night, continually rubbing the protrusion on the little animal. He did only what he could do; staying by the creature's side, encouraging it, praying.
Dawn broke. Then noon and evening. Eventually, the moon shone above...
