"What's going on?" She noticed something strange about her body. She felt weak all over, while an extremely peculiar sensation gradually rose from deep within her. A warm current spread through her limbs and bones, bringing a tremor to her very soul.
Song Qingshu replied, "Have you forgotten how you lost to me at the Golden Snake Assembly?"
A Qing froze, hurriedly searching her memories. Her expression changed drastically. "Blissful Zen Qi! You shameless bastard!"
There were actually two consciousnesses within her body. Most of the time, she was the shepherdess A Qing, while her own consciousness only emerged occasionally. She had never been interested in learning about A Qing's ordinary life, so she knew nothing of this matter and had suffered a terrible loss just now.
She finally understood why he had insisted on fighting her at close range earlier. He had endured injury at the cost of sending as much Blissful Zen Qi into her body as possible. Unfortunately, she had realized it too late. She could already clearly feel her body growing hotter, her legs weakening as though she could barely remain standing.
Song Qingshu said coldly, "It was all based on our own abilities. What makes one higher or lower than the other? You rely on having lived longer to bully someone with lower cultivation. Does that make you noble?"
"Shut up! How could I possibly be like you ants!" A Qing flashed forward, thrusting her Green Bamboo Stick at him. She needed to finish him quickly, then find somewhere quiet to purge the vile poison from her body.
Song Qingshu no longer clashed with her head-on. Instead, he focused on evading and stalling. He had suffered so many injuries earlier only because he needed to get close enough to use Blissful Zen Qi. Now that