After Tuanzi left, Jiang Ping An lay back down, his eyelids beginning to droop.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, a cool, delicate fragrance suddenly drifted over, and the sunlight above him was blocked out.
"Something is very wrong with you. It's not just an injury to your origin."
Li Xi looked at the drowsy Jiang Ping An with a grave expression and spoke through voice transmission.
Jiang Ping An forced his heavy eyelids back open.
"Maybe my realm fell too far, leaving my body unable to bear the Divine Dao Laws and causing this mental exhaustion. It's nothing serious."
"You're lying! My realm has fallen before. I know what it looks like when one's origin is injured."
Li Xi glanced around. Seeing no one else nearby, she sent another voice transmission.
"Are you hiding something from everyone?"
Jiang Ping An smiled helplessly. "Sister Li Xi, you're overthinking it. Nothing's wrong with me. I've just been sleeping a little too much."
Li Xi was not brushed off so easily. "Open your Sea of Consciousness and let me take a look."
She suspected there was a problem with Jiang Ping An's soul.
Jiang Ping An closed his eyes and leisurely rocked in his chair. "Don't think too much. I'm perfectly fine."
Seeing Jiang Ping An being so evasive, Li Xi became even more certain that something had gone wrong with his soul.
She suddenly pounced onto the rocking chair and pressed Jiang Ping An's face into her bosom.
Seizing the instant when Jiang Ping An's consciousness wavered, Li Xi released her Divine Sense and forcibly broke into Jiang Ping An's Sea of Consciousness.
Invading someone's Sea of Consciousness like this was extremely rude, no less intrusive than stripping them naked.
But Li Xi could not worry about that now.