"What's happened to you?"
He Pingsheng jumped in fright when he saw Shang Xihong.
The woman was still just as beautiful.
Her face, however, was somewhat pale, as though she had been gravely wounded.
Because her face was so pale, her lips looked especially red-vividly red, dazzlingly red.
Shang Xihong gave a strained smile. "I remember..."
"I remember... you seemed to have some Heavenly Dao merit... do you still have any?"
He Pingsheng nodded. "I still have some!"
"Give it to me... hurry, give it to me..." Shang Xihong's face was contorted with pain. "Quickly... I'm dying!"
He Pingsheng was astonished. Shang Xihong was the First Demonic Sage of the Demonic Realm!
Who could possibly have the ability to kill her?
He Pingsheng dared not delay either and immediately took out a mass of Heavenly Dao merit.
He only had three masses of the stuff left in total.
One mass could allow an Immortal with wisdom severance at the great all-encompassing golden immortal peak to regain their wisdom root and at least step into the Dao Origin Realm.
Originally, he had saved these for Ming Riyue, Hao Yun, and the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void.
But before any of the three could use them, Shang Xihong had come first.
"Just this little bit?" Shang Xihong looked at the mass of merit He Pingsheng handed over. "I remember you obtained a lot back then!"
He Pingsheng said, "I used some. If it's not enough, I have more here!"
He took out the last two remaining masses. "This is all I have left!"
"I remember that old monk Ming Yue earned quite a bit by imparting teachings back then. Why don't you go ask him?"
Shang Xihong shook her head. "I already did. He's used up all his merit too!"
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