Seeing Gu Jinzhi rendered speechless by her question, she fell silent.
Li Wei knew exactly what she was doing, so she said firmly, "Take it back!"
With that, she closed her eyes and sank her mind into her Lower Dantian.
Within the half-open, illusory Lower Dantian, the dark-gold bead floated quietly, radiating an overbearing aura utterly incompatible with her own cultivation method.
She tried to mobilize her mental power and push it.
As a pseudo-sixth-tier practitioner, she was completely different from Gu Jinzhi, who had been forced to exert himself to the utmost. Li Wei barely had to expend any effort.
With the slightest guidance, the bead began rolling along her qi-and-blood meridians.
It took no more than a few breaths.
The drop of Martial Immortal True Blood that Gu Jinzhi had needed tremendous effort to strip from his bloodline had now reappeared, light as a feather, on Li Wei's fingertip.
Holding the tiny bead, she imitated what Gu Jinzhi had done earlier and extended her hand.
Gu Jinzhi wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Unlike when Li Wei had absorbed it, which had required bodily contact,
the tiny bead had not even reached half a body's distance from Gu Jinzhi before it "couldn't wait" to break free from Li Wei's fingertip. It transformed into a streak of golden light and shot straight into his body.
Li Wei shook her still-warm fingers, as though flicking off a hot potato.
"See? This thing clearly likes you more. You should just keep it."
Gu Jinzhi fell silent.
It felt as though a huge boulder had lodged in his chest, leaving him so stifled he could barely breathe.
He wanted to say that he would never take back something he had given away.
He also wanted to ask Li Wei why