Time flew, and five days passed.
Qin Feng had thought that, given the relationship between Hongxing and Fengqing, Hongxing wouldn't make false accusations. Who would've guessed she still had so much fire in her?
He hadn't gotten any Lucky Draw Opportunities, but he'd earned ten million Villain Points.
It wasn't that Qin Feng was slow at farming Villain Points. The daily limit was just two million.
In other words, two million Villain Points was the system's limit, but it wasn't the limit of Qin Feng's abilities.
"Now..."
Qin Feng's eyes flew open. A muffled sound came from within him.
Bang!!
He hadn't broken through a cultivation bottleneck to reach the mid-stage Great Emperor realm. Instead, the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art had broken through to the twelfth heaven.
There were eight drops of blood essence in his dantian, gleaming crystalline red like amber. If he ever encountered a life-or-death crisis, as long as one drop escaped, he could be reborn.
With his current fighting strength, he might never need them in this lifetime, but he absolutely couldn't afford to be without them.
Having no gun in your hand wasn't the same as having one and choosing not to use it!
"I..."
Hongxing's body tensed, and she bit down hard on Qin Feng's shoulder.
Bang!!
A muffled sound came from within Hongxing. Her cultivation bottleneck had broken, and her aura surged far beyond what it had been five days ago.
Soon—
The room gradually settled down, and the Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram began to fade.
Hongxing lay on the bed, cheeks flushed, fast asleep. Like a wage slave who'd just come home after a 996 shift, she didn't have an ounce of strength left.
"Little Xingxing, Red Baby..."
Qin Feng no longer had the magnanimous mindset of sparing others whenever possible,