The bean fell into Jiang Ping An's forehead and vanished. His consciousness suddenly sank, and he slumped unconscious in his chair.
Yue Liuying finished speaking with the River Pavilion staff and returned to the private room.
"Silly little brother, someone from the River Pavilion wants to see you..."
Yue Liuying was about to say more when her voice abruptly cut off.
She noticed that Jiang Ping An was breathing steadily, though his heartbeat was faint.
He looked asleep.
Immortals did not need to sleep, but some still enjoyed it. It let them relax completely.
"You wretched little fool. You yawned the whole time we were shopping, and now you've fallen asleep? Is being with me that boring?"
Yue Liuying shot Jiang Ping An a fierce glare.
Still, she had no intention of waking him. She sat beside him and watched the auction, waiting for the Ancient Origin Immortal Grass to appear.
Yue Liuying did not know that Jiang Ping An was not asleep.
When the Green Bean entered his forehead, it drained all his Soul Power.
The Green Seed had the power to absorb souls.
That was why Jiang Ping An had felt tired while they were shopping. It had not been his imagination or boredom—the Green Bean had been secretly siphoning away his Soul Power!
Only when the Green Seed struck his soul did Jiang Ping An realize something was wrong with it.
Having stolen his Soul Power, the Green Seed glowed bright green and radiated a vast surge of vitality.
It was as though... a seed had been fed and was rapidly gestating.
But the nourishment it consumed was Jiang Ping An's Soul Power.
Terror seized him. If he lost his soul, he would die!
Not even his other Avatars would be spared!
No matter how many Avatars