(Second update)
"Yang Ming, you're awake?"
A charming, alluring face quickly drew close. From Hu Liena's captivating eyes, Yang Ming could see her concern for him. He had likely been so absorbed in cultivation earlier that she had mistaken it for something going wrong.
"Mm."
The moment Yang Ming spoke, he realized his voice was rather hoarse. His throat had become excessively dry from going without water for too long.
At the same time, rumbling protests came from his stomach, making Yang Ming realize that he had probably been cultivating for quite some time.
Taking drinks and food from the Nethersea Ring, Yang Ming and Hu Liena immediately ate and drank voraciously, finally driving away their hunger.
After filling his stomach, Yang Ming asked:
"How long was I cultivating?"
"It's been nearly a week already." Hu Liena still seemed shaken as she said, "You have no idea. While you were cultivating, an enormous amount of terrifying killing intent gathered around you. I wanted to get close, but the killing intent kept me out. Even my voice when I called for you was blocked off."
Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly. He had not expected his cultivation to cause such a huge disturbance.
Then again, if it had not, how could his Soul Power have surged so dramatically in just one week, only stopping when it reached level 68?
Yang Ming noticed that Hu Liena seemed to want to say something, yet appeared to have something difficult to voice. Hesitation showed on her face.
Seeing Yang Ming encourage her with his gaze, Hu Liena seemed to make a decision and said:
"Yang Ming, there's something I don't know whether I should say."
"What is it?"
"Promise me first that, no matter what I say next, you won't get angry with me."
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