It was late at night at Yuan Huan's home.
"Why the hell is it absorbing my power?"
With Yong'an City cracking down hard lately, Yuan Huan had stayed quiet and hadn't sent Wang Xudong into action.
As a result, the seed inside him hadn't received any nourishment from fear for over half a month.
Today, he'd suddenly discovered that the Seed of Fear embedded in his spiritual platform had started absorbing his own qi and blood!
The spiritual platform was an extremely important part of the human body.
It kept the mind clear, cleared the lungs and dispelled internal heat, and scattered cold and toxins. It lay just below the thoracic vertebrae, along the body's midline.
When Yuan Huan had followed the other party's instructions and refined the seed into his spiritual platform, he hadn't felt any discomfort at all.
"Old Yuan, don't overthink it. Look, we all did the same thing. There weren't any side effects."
The black-clad man had opened his mind and let Yuan Huan examine it. Only after Yuan Huan had confirmed everything was in order did he swallow the seed.
As a Martial Dao expert who had reached the Second Great Limit, Yuan Huan's control over his body was beyond question.
At this moment, his qi and blood had only dropped by a few hundredths, but it was clearly a bad sign.
He opened the bedside table and took out the encrypted phone he used specifically to contact the other party.
[Hey! What's going on with this Seed of Fear? It drained my qi and blood today!]
[What are you panicking for? Just kill someone and replenish it.]
[Didn't you tell me there were no side effects?]
[I don't think this counts as a side effect. Besides, you're already so old—your qi and blood are