At that moment, Qin Jiuge saw the scene, casually picked up a gnawed bone, and sent the Hellhound flying with it. Then he went right back to sleeping under the same great quilt.
Inside that enormous bedding, with warm fragrance and soft jade in his arms, Qin Jiuge could not have been more comfortable. How could he possibly allow unrelated people to disturb his happy life?
They were simply dreaming in broad daylight.
And so, the night passed without incident.
By the time the next day came, Qin Jiuge's energy was gradually running low, and only then did waves of terror suddenly appear on his face.
"What is going on?
How could I, a proud son of heaven, fall into such a state?
Is someone harming me?
Or is someone hiding in the dark, sneaking around and plotting against me?"
Qin Jiuge muttered to himself, his expression looking especially ugly.
At the crack of dawn, he shot upward at high speed and arrived before Wen Tiansheng, who was unfathomable even among those in the Great Emperor Realm.
"May I ask, Senior, what is going on?
I have clearly reached the Half-step Supreme Realm, so why has something gone wrong now instead?
After all, in the past I was so mighty, yet now I am merely this.
The gap between this and what I imagined is a little too exaggerated."
Qin Jiuge rapidly explained the matter in a stream of clever words.
After hearing his explanation, Wen Tiansheng glanced at him indifferently, then said directly, "So, right now, you're drained."
Seeing that this old senior's face was expressionless and held no hint of mockery, as though he were merely stating an ordinary matter plainly, Qin Jiuge therefore put on the reaction a normal person ought to have, then silently nodded.
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