After fleeing to a secluded valley a thousand miles away, Wei Tu, lying in Su Xin's arms, finally suffered the onset of the spirit poison. Pale green blotches spread across his face, and his expression turned ugly. He slapped his chest several times, then with a "Pwah," coughed up a mouthful of multicolored poisonous blood.
But as soon as this detoxification process ended,
Wei Tu's aura plummeted sharply.
The Twin-Wing Thunder Flood Dragon sustained by his mana could no longer hold on either. With a flash of spiritual light, it reverted to the form of a banner and fell from the sky.
Unable to control themselves, Wei Tu and Su Xin, both badly injured and seated atop the Twin-Wing Thunder Flood Dragon, likewise dropped stiffly from the air after the [Thunder Flood Dragon Banner].
Yet unexpectedly, upon seeing this, Su Xin hardened her heart and took the weakened Wei Tu into her arms, placing herself beneath him.
"I am your elder, and also a Void Refinement cultivator. My body is far sturdier than yours. Falling from this height... will not harm me."
Su Xin's face was gentle, but her tone resolute.
Immortal Way cultivators possessed frail bodies. Wei Tu had already desperately used Blood Escape to escort her, suffering severe internal injuries to both body and dharma form. As his senior, she naturally would not let his injuries worsen.
"This..."
Hearing this, Wei Tu's gaze flickered. Though he felt a trace of guilt over deceiving Su Xin, it vanished in an instant, replaced by a heart as hard as iron and stone. In a weak voice, he said, "Thank you for your help, Martial Aunt."
With those words, he accepted Su Xin's embrace as a matter of course. While pressed against such warm fragrance and soft jade, he divided his