Hua Qi looked at his pitiful, wretched state, and her heart really did feel a little unable to bear it.
But the moment she thought of that giant palm slamming down from the heavens, thought of how Lin Heng had almost been crushed to death...
She took a deep breath and still untied the sash of her outer robe.
"Don't resist so much."
Hua Qi crouched down, leaned close to his ear, and said softly.
"Everyone's doing this for your own good."
Lin Heng sank completely into despair. Even Huahua was like this. He was doomed to burn the oil dry and snuff out the lamp.
He just lay there, eyes that had already lost their luster narrowed to slits, mouth hanging open, like a salted fish that had been wrung completely dry.
Still... the divine power of the Flower God Path was gentle and dense, unlike Lazy Master and that perverted Senior Mu, who were overbearing.
But precisely because it was gentle, it lasted even longer.
One day.
Two days.
Lin Heng's consciousness had already scattered completely, with only the final wisp of divine sense still hanging on.
The Hunyuan Immortal Body's self-healing functions had come to a full stop.
His True Yuan had dried up.
The five elements were in disorder.
The reserves inside his three hundred Spirit Wheels were nearly empty too.
Hua Qi propped herself up from the bed, panted a few times, and tucked her messy hair behind her ears.
She looked back at Lin Heng...
Aiya! What a pitiful Show-off...
"..."
Hua Qi dressed neatly and walked out of the stone chamber.
"He still has one breath left."
Outside the door, Jiang Jingyi and Meng Yutong looked over at the same time.
Jiang Jingyi put down her teacup and straightened her phoenix robe.
Meng