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When Qing Chen said this, he looked rather excited.

That excitement made Jing Yan seriously wonder if Qing Chen had deliberately kept this part of his features.

The ability to breathe underwater?

What good was that?!

Was I supposed to go underwater or something?

Thinking of the surging Cold River, which even Brother Ye couldn't withstand, and where even the Rain-grade expert, the Black Robed Person, had been brought to his knees, Jing Yan was just a minor Houtian Realm figure. What kind of fool would he have to be to venture into the river alone and test the limits of the Cold River?

"Jing Yan, what are you nervous about? I just like studying strange things. I want to become a great scientist... well, a strange-studies scientist!

"But that's just a goal. I haven't gone mad enough to deliberately hurt my brother for it, and I'd never do something like that. I really haven't figured out how to remove your gills. Simply put, they're almost a complete system of their own, with nerves connected to your entire brain. It'd be too difficult to operate. We'll have to find another way."

Qing Chen's explanation calmed Jing Yan down considerably.

"You mean you'll be able to solve this problem for me someday?"

"Yeah, if I can find a suitable solution."

That didn't sound very reliable...

Jing Yan sighed. After being put through the wringer all night, he was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Still, as long as he was alive, that was what mattered. He could put up with being tired. For now, he planned to get some rest.

Qing Chen looked as if he wanted to say something. He seemed eager to keep studying Jing Yan's body, but he still had some humanity left in him and kept quiet.

"Brother