The two were just about to enter the same bedroom when Yu Jing stopped.
"Are you going to sleep with me again tonight?"
Yu Jing's questioning tone was heavy. Sleeping with Shui Bingmiao could result in being frozen to death in his sleep.
"If we have separate rooms, what if Hastur uses spatial magic to separate us while we're asleep, then kills us one by one? That would be troublesome." Shui Bingmiao explained their decision to sleep in the same room with impeccable logic.
"Uh... My plant energy can suppress Chaos Primal Force, and it's currently spread throughout the entire villa. If young Hastur really makes a move, I'll notice immediately. Miss Luo Lan suffered quite a bit for leaking information to us. Why don't you go keep her company? A Disaster-class healing ghost will provide us with considerable assistance in the battles ahead."
After weighing the benefits for some time, Shui Bingmiao turned and walked toward the second floor.
However, he did not go to Luo Lan's room, but to the empty room next door.
"Does that guy Shui Bingmiao have a problem with his 'orientation,' or is he just 'devoted'? I really can't figure him out... Whatever. I'll get a good rest tonight. This battle really was difficult."
Lying in bed, Yu Jing still felt waves of pain in his chest. Hastur's tentacle attacks were astonishingly powerful, and they left Chaos matter inside the wounds, preventing regeneration and even invading other parts of the body.
Today's battle against young Hastur had nearly drained Yu Jing's Plant Energy dry.
The Tenfold Heavenly Tree Great Formation had already drawn away half his vitality. Combined with maintaining Native Ghost Form and continuously casting Chaos Secret Art, almost none of the energy in Yu Jing's body remained. This was also the main