[His body is almost falling apart.] He said, and Zhen Yuan raised an eyebrow.
[What's going on?] He asked.
[He has countless injuries, and his sword bone is cracked.]
Zhen Yuan frowned when he heard this.
They had previously heard that Mo Ling was imprisoned in his clan's forbidden area.
Unexpectedly, he suffered so many injuries while he was there.
[Can you heal him?] Zhen Yuan asked.
[Not without one hundred or so years.]
From what Shen Xu could see, Mo Ling was ruthless towards himself and used his qi before healing his old injuries.
As a result, injuries piled on and became a debilitating weakness.
Fortunately, Shen Xu noticed in time and with timely intervention, he could heal Mo Ling without leaving permanent damage.
[What about the sword bone?] Zhen Yuan asked.
