Three days later.
Xia Ping and Ye Mengyao finally stirred awake.
The reason they had taken so long to awaken was that both had fallen into a deep state of cultivation. Yin and yang energies circulated through their bodies, forming a balanced formation that complemented and reinforced each other.
Only after their bodies had completely absorbed the immense energy they had gained this time did the two finally regain full consciousness.
Yet the moment Ye Mengyao awoke, her beautiful eyes fixed fiercely on Xia Ping. Like a resentful wife confined to her chambers, her expression was incomparably complex—hatred, gratitude, shame, indignation, fury, and countless other emotions flickered within.
After a long while, her emotions finally calmed. The depths of her beautiful eyes became like a deep pool, smooth and unruffled.
"Heh heh, Wu Wudi, is it?"
Ye Mengyao gave a cold laugh and stared at Xia Ping.
"Wu Wudi? What are you talking about?"
Xia Ping played dumb.
"You damned liar, still pretending to be stupid here. Do you think I know nothing?" Ye Mengyao gritted her teeth. While cultivating together with Xia Ping, she had inadvertently cultivated the Telepathic Resonance Technique with him.
As a result, she had also obtained some of Xia Ping's memories. Though they were not his core memories, they included information that one of this bastard's identities was Wu Wudi.
No wonder she had found this bastard so familiar when they first met, as though she had seen him somewhere before. Who would have thought he was a shameless, damned liar who had molested her the very first time they met?
She had even foolishly discussed with this bastard how to kill Wu Wudi before. This shameless fellow had put on a convincing act and agreed to kill Wu Wudi for her. Wasn't that a