"Even if I didn't kill Zhao Ji, he would still try to kill me. .ziyoug." I coldly dropped that sentence, then ran off to check on the preparations of the two elders on the Three Sect Masters' side. Zhaoyun wasn't lacking in cheek either, and she soon obediently followed. In any case, her mission was merely to monitor me.
Chen Fa's side had already been held up for me. After all, Zhao Ji intended to spend three whole days and nights having fun in the immortal realm, so I likewise had three days to make a grand purchase here and take stock of the resources.
After all that frantic work, time quickly passed. Gu Rong was as sinister as ever; he only told me when he came out that Zhao Ji really had been ruined. He had completely become a **slut. Because he had been opened for too long, that side of him had become instinctive, turning him into a slave to it. On top of that, he had taken too many drugs. Not only had it failed to let him break through the Seventh Tribulation, it had instead made him stupid. The affair had also been handled beautifully, so Gu Rong had thoroughly avenged himself.
As for whether Zhao Ji could return to his former state, I wasn't completely certain either. But one sentence from Sun Mochen finally put my mind at ease.
"After taking eight in a row, even if a Dao body returns to its original form, there will still be side effects... And she made so many female warriors do that... I estimate... I estimate..." Sun Mochen fidgeted bashfully, her words carrying an unspoken meaning.
"Estimate what?" I asked with a grin.
"You know... once it's been stretched open... it can't return to how it was..."