The Spirit Realm.
In a residential area of Dongwu City.
It was deep into the night, and there were basically no pedestrians on the roads. Only a few constables patrolling at night appeared from time to time.
A breeze swept by. The flowers, grass, and trees on both sides of the street swayed gently, rustling softly.
On the second floor of a magnificent villa, in a fragrant bedroom, hurried breathing arose from the spacious bed.
"Whew..."
"Hiss..."
Qin Muqing had revealed her original appearance. At this moment, she covered the area over her heart with her right hand. Her rosy lips were slightly parted, and her breathing grew increasingly rapid. Her face was filled with pain.
As time passed, the pain continued to intensify. Qin Muqing's clothes were soaked through with sweat, and she looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water after falling in.
The moon hung above the willow tips, and silver-white moonlight shone through the window glass into the room.
Qin Muqing suffered for quite a while, but the most agonizing moment finally passed, and her expression gradually relaxed.
Her tightly shut eyes opened. Qin Muqing, lying quietly on the bed, raised a hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and muttered weakly to herself.
"This attack lasted even longer this time. How many more times can I endure it?"
The insects chirping in the grass of the courtyard echoed through the villa, making the atmosphere seem especially quiet.
Qin Muqing's face was pale as she struggled to sit up. She drank a glass of water to replenish the fluids she had lost, then went to the balcony on the second floor of the villa.
It was deep into the night, and not a single light could be seen anywhere around them.