Zhang Yu was not only unable to summon the slightest will to resist, but even his consciousness gradually lost the ability to think amid that floating, immortal-like sensation, sinking into a state halfway between dream and wakefulness.
As his magical power stirred, the essence of blood and qi within his body also began to twitch restlessly.
Nectar Girl Forty-Eight thought, So weak, so weak, so weak! This person really is so weak!
"First, I'll eat up all your magical power." "Come out, all of it!"
Magnetic Extremes True Lord had been observing the changes in Zhang Yu's body all along. When she noticed that Zhang Yu's magical power was almost beyond his control and surging toward the Yin Artifact, while even his blood and qi were gradually boiling, she prepared to intervene and suppress the Yin Artifact!
She knew that if this continued, once Zhang Yu's body completely lost control, the loss would likely not be limited to magical power alone.
Going further!!! His knowledge, lifespan, even his memories and potential might all be devoured!
But in the very next moment, another sudden change occurred!
Zhang Yu, who had originally been intoxicated by that incomparably beautiful and perfect sensation, suddenly regained a sliver of clarity in his sea of consciousness at the instant he realized his body was about to completely lose control!
The experience of countless grueling side jobs, the instinct forged through day after day of silently earning hard-earned money, the struggle of sending Bai Zhenzhen to university again and again—these deep accumulations Zhang Yu had built up over many years all erupted at once!
That most instinctive, most primal thought let out a roar in his heart: "Money."
"Thirty Spirit Coins per session."
"You still haven't paid me."
Driven by that instinct, he forcibly resisted Nectar Girl