Even a Tiger Won't Eat Its Cubs, Even a Poisonous Sister Won't Kill Her Brother

After listening to Lin Heng's description, Saint Ye was instantly startled.

There was actually such a bizarre illness in this world?!

How the hell was this an illness? Why did it feel like a furnace, automatically absorbing spiritual energy and storing it up, so its master could use it when needed?

It made one's thoughts turn wicked despite themselves!

"Uh... why do I feel like your expression isn't quite right?"

Lin Heng sucked in a breath of cold air. This was the first time he had ever seen a lecherous look on a person's lotus-root face.

"Ahem! You brat really picked up another bargain. Just absorb all the spiritual energy in her body, then let her breathe in spiritual energy and cultivate again! That way, you're happy, she can cultivate too. Wouldn't that be beautiful?"

Saint Ye patted him on the shoulder and said.

"What's beautiful about that? Before she cultivates, I'd have to empty it out first. Wouldn't that exhaust me to death? Even if I'm willing, would the girl be willing?"

"Oh. If that's the case, then I don't have any good solution either, unless we can let her store up the spiritual energy in her body on a large scale, just like the Spirit Wheel inside you."

"You have a way, right?! Teach me. I'll treat you to wine..."

"..." Saint Ye was somewhat speechless. Since when had the Dao techniques he passed on become so worthless? Treat him to wine, even!

If this were in the Upper Realm, even if you knelt outside for a hundred years, he might not necessarily pay you any attention.

He held up three fingers. Lin Heng immediately understood and made an OK gesture!

The night deepened, and an immeasurable operation began to unfold.

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