"I see." Zhou Qing nodded, then asked, "Mr. Luo, I'm preparing to head to Vajra Gate. Will you come with me?"
"So soon?" Luo Xi said gravely, "Does Your Excellency have confidence in dealing with that bastard Meng Qishan? If not, waiting a few years would be fine. When the time comes, simply bring that bastard Meng Qishan's head to my grave and tell me. Then I can rest in peace beneath the Yellow Springs."
"Don't worry. As long as Meng Qishan hasn't broken through to the fourth Xiantian level, I have absolute confidence." Zhou Qing smiled. "Besides, I also need the Condensing Qi into Gang method from the Primordial Chaos True Art, so I was bound to make a trip to Vajra Gate sooner or later."
"Since Your Excellency has already made plans, then I will naturally accompany you. I want to see that old bastard Meng Qishan descend into hell with my own eyes."
Luo Xi's eyes brimmed with hatred as he spoke viciously.
"Mr. Luo, I actually have a secret technique that may be able to heal your injuries."
Zhou Qing pondered for a moment before speaking.
"What? Your Excellency can heal my injuries?"
At those words, an expression of utter excitement appeared on Luo Xi's face, and his voice turned urgent.
"That's right." Zhou Qing nodded, then said, "I have a secret technique that can stimulate your latent life potential and rapidly restore your injuries by consuming your lifespan. However, your life essence has been depleted too severely. Even if you recover to the Xiantian Realm, you will probably have no more than two or three days left to live—perhaps even less."
"At most, only two or three days left to live!"
Luo Xi's body trembled slightly, and a complex look flashed through his eyes.
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