“Indeed, Master had fallen into a coma, his entire being had aged significantly, and his hair had turned white again. Mr. Chadwick, please hurry and take a look...” Serena was extremely anxious, her words dissolving into tears once again.
“Ms. Pruitt, there’s no need for you to worry just yet. I'll go with you to take a look...” After Jared finished speaking, he quickly left with Serena.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Jared arrived in Trystan’s room, he found it crowded with people. Trystan was lying in bed, looking incredibly thin and frail, his hair completely white.
Jared stepped forward, immediately infusing a stream of spiritual energy. Only then did Trystan gradually regain consciousness.
“Master!” Upon seeing that Trystan had awakened, Serena, Clifford, and the others all burst into exclamations! Upon seeing a room full of people crying out, Jared slightly furrowed his brows. “Ms. Pruitt, you two stay and get the others to leave. Too many people can interfere with the treatment!” Serena nodded, quickly ushering everyone out.
Jared turned to Trystan and asked, “Mr. Pruitt, how do you feel?” Trystan glanced at Jared, then sighed mournfully. “It seems my life is truly waning. Mr. Chadwick, you're right. My life force is depleting. | am nearing my end. It's not merely an illness. Dr. Livingstone deceived us, even swindling us out of the Demonia Dragon Ginseng. | could feel my own end drawing near.” After finishing his speech, Trystan glanced at Serena and Clifford. “Listen, both of you. After my death, immediately relocate Soul Demon Sect to an even more remote location. There's no need to continue investigating any traitors. We've all been deceived by i < He must have been the one who revealed your whereabouts and then handed over the Soulbinding Beads to them. Knowing that | was suffering from old age, he deliberately mentioned that the Demonia Dragon Ginseng could cure it, all for the sake of obtaining that Demonia Dragon Ginseng!” “Master...” Serena and Clifford knelt on the ground, bursting into tears.
Serena hugged Jared's leg and begged, “Mr. Chadwick, | beg you, please save my master. As long as you can save my master, I'll do whatever you ask...” At this moment, Jared was a middle-aged man. The fact that Serena could utter such words showed just how much she cared about Trystan.
“Ms. Pruitt, | will do my utmost to ensure Mr. Pruitt’s recovery. You can rest assured!” Jared helped Serena to her feet, then turned to Trystan and said, “Mr. Pruitt, | knew in advance that your life force was waning, so I've spent the past few days specially preparing a large quantity of pills. You can take these pills.” Jared presented the pills he had concocted himself and then handed them over to Trystan.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Mr. Chadwick, thank you for your kindness. However, my life's decline is part of Heavenly Law. My life force is nearly depleted. No pills could stop it. Everyone meets their end eventually, even cultivators cannot escape this.
It is the Heavenly Law, unchangeable. It’s just regrettable that | couldn't help your friend restore his physical body!” Trystan was on the brink of death, yet he was still contemplating the matter of restoring Faiyar’s physical body.
“Mr. Pruitt, one cannot defy the Heavenly Law. However, if you were to elevate your cultivation level, your lifespan would naturally increase. This wouldn't be considered as going against the Heavenly Law,” Jared said.
Trystan slowly shook his head and said, “Mr. Chadwick, | understand your point, but even if | were to elevate my cultivation level now, | simply wouldn't be able to withstand the lightning tribulation. In the end, | would be reduced to ashes, not even a complete corpse left behind. It might be better to slowly fade away like this!” Jared tried to persuade Trystan by saying, “Mr. Pruitt, | can find a way to help you survive the lightning tribulation. Right now, enhancing your cultivation level is the only chance you have to stay alive. Although we can’t guarantee a hundred percent success rate in surviving the lightning tribulation, there's always a chance.
But if you continue like this, your death is certain, without a shred of doubt... There's no chance at all...” After all, such a matter could only proceed if Trystan agreed, and he himself harbored a strong will to live. If he was bent on seeking death, there was nothing Jared could do.