Song Qingshu paid no attention to that at all. All his focus was on figuring out how to deal with the surging true qi within Tianshan Tonglao.
In his previous life, when he watched wuxia dramas, he had felt that those people from righteous sects who had trained for decades were still no match for certain young experts from the unorthodox factions. Back then, he had thought the martial arts of the righteous sects were utter trash. But after coming to this world, he discovered that although those righteous techniques progressed slowly, their foundations were solid and their side effects few. The unorthodox techniques, though fierce in their advancement, often came with all sorts of side effects—for example, the conflicting true qi of the Star-Sucking Skill, or the Sunflower Manual's chopping off one's dick...
The Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Art was no different. As Song Qingshu held Tianshan Tonglao, he could clearly sense from such close range that the true qi within her was violently restless and gradually beginning to boil. If left unchecked, she would inevitably explode and die.
Normally, she suppressed it by drinking blood while practicing, but Song Qingshu did not want to see her turn into some vampire-like monster. He decided to help her correct this bad habit. Of course, that was easier said than done. If not for Song Qingshu's profound cultivation and his understanding of Yin Yang Qi,
he would have been unable to use his true qi to guide the restless energy within her.
Tianshan Tonglao gradually calmed down, but Song Qingshu's expression remained grave. Guiding her true qi like this only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. The true qi inside her would still become restless every day at noon.
Song Qingshu pondered silently. While treating