Ye Qingci felt the energy pouring into her body grow stronger and stronger. Her body began to burn, and great beads of sweat seeped through her skin, soaking her clothes. The pain deep in her eye sockets grew ever more intense.
Yet Ye Qingci gritted her teeth. Though her body trembled without cease, she did not scream. Compared with the pain of having her eyes gouged out years ago, and the inhuman torment she had endured every day in the Ye Family Heavenly Prison, this was nothing.
She had been imprisoned in the Ye Family Heavenly Prison for so long that every kind of suffering had tempered her will into something remarkably strong.
"Hang in there, Sister Qingci!"
Little Crane cheered Ye Qingci on from beside her.
Myna bird said nothing, but he, too, hoped the Nether Flower could restore Ye Qingci's eyes.
As time passed, the Nether Flower's aura grew stronger, and more leaves sprouted from it.
An hour later, a cluster of buds appeared on the Nether Flower. Under Fang Chen and the others' gaze, the buds slowly opened into a spray of blue blossoms.
"It's blooming!"
Fang Chen could not help cheering at the sight. This spray of blue Nether Flowers was purer than the one he and Ye Kong had seen years ago. Its radiance was brighter, and its blossoms were larger.
Ye Kong was beside himself with excitement.
Just then, the Nether Flower plucked off its blossoms with its leaves and brought them to Ye Qingci's lips.
Ye Qingci sensed something before her and caught an enticing fragrance. She would never forget that scent; it was as though it had been branded into the depths of her soul. She knew it was the scent of the Nether Flower.
Though Ye Qingci could not see, she