Song Qingshu's profound art had resumed circulating. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and began forcing out the poison. With the level of his cultivation, it did not take long before he forced a drop of golden poisoned blood from his fingertip.
However, the Golden Wave Poison Flower was one of the top three—or perhaps even the greatest—strange poisons in the Golden Book world. Now that it had seeped into his organs, purging every last trace of poisoned blood would likely take far more than a day or two.
Song Qingshu did not know whether the recovery of his true qi was permanent or merely temporary, so he did not dare waste time and continued purging the poison.
As his power circulated, wisps of white vapor gradually rose from his body. No one knew how long passed before his heart suddenly tightened. The flow of true qi within him had once again become slightly sluggish.
"Damn it. Looks like I celebrated too soon." Song Qingshu hurriedly withdrew his power and did not dare continue forcing out the poison, afraid that his true qi might suddenly vanish halfway through and cause the poison to backlash.
Yet despite his caution, he had not expected his true qi to disappear so quickly. The moment he sensed that sluggishness, the cycle of true qi abruptly broke off in the next instant. He had no time to stop in time.
Without true qi suppressing it, the Golden Wave Poison Flower poison surged back even more fiercely than before. Song Qingshu gave a muffled groan and passed out.
"Y-you... what happened to you?" Qi Fang had been sitting nearby in a daze. Seeing Song Qingshu suddenly faint, she was at a complete loss. "Weren't you fine just now?"
She checked his pulse and found it frighteningly chaotic. Qi