"Master, if I manage to revive it, could you give it to me?" Mu Ruyue's eyes sparkled, clearly eyeing the Eight-leaf Snow Lotus.
Wu Yu chuckled and said, "It's almost dead anyway. It's no use to me. If you can really bring it back to life, then I'll give it to you."
Hearing this, Mu Ruyue said no more. She walked over to the Eight-leaf Snow Lotus and gently placed her palm on it. In an instant, a warm stream of Qi flowed slowly from her palm into the eight petals of the Snow Lotus.
Wu Yu, initially indifferent, suddenly had a serious look on his face as he sensed the change in the Eight-leaf Snow Lotus, and he stared in astonishment at the Snow Lotus bathed in Qi.
Although it was still feeble, the aura of the Eight-leaf Snow Lotus was clearly moving towards vitality…