Thirty-Three Frames

Qiao Ranran did not stop midway. She only swallowed a few Essence-Recovery Pills to replenish her Spiritual Power. She had also noticed that each time her Spiritual Power ran dry, it recovered much faster afterward. The changes brought by the Blood Jade Nectar were slowly beginning to show.

"The Blood Gu in Fellow Daoist Feng's body has only just matured. It may not be as effective as the one in Yan Qingsui's body at drawing out and returning Essence Blood, but it should be much easier to refine."

"This is already a blessing in disguise, an unexpected delight." Feng Changdong felt the changes within his body. His cultivation, which had been on the verge of collapse, had stopped declining, and the Essence Blood he had lost was slowly flowing back. Its pure energy washed through his Meridians.

It was all real. The lingering danger of his Blood Gu had been resolved so easily, and in such a miraculous way.

But Qiao Ranran grew serious. "Whether this is a blessing or a curse remains to be seen. Fellow Daoist Feng has the strength and influence to investigate it properly. It would be best to deal with the danger behind it."

"Miss Qiao is quite right." Feng Changdong's expression grew grave. "Few people knew Yan Qingsui was afflicted with Blood Gu, so only a handful know he was cured. Your involvement has naturally remained well hidden. But many people know about my Blood Gu. Once word gets out that mine is gone, someone will surely investigate why. When that happens, I may drag you into trouble..."

Qiao Ranran tilted her head and looked at Feng Changdong. "Didn't you think of that before you came?"

"I..." Feng Changdong choked. He had thought of it, but he had never imagined that the person who