As the two were speaking, Gongsun Fu came up behind them.
At the crucial moment in the battle, it was Gongsun Fu who had used Life-Spirit Symbiosis to shoulder half the pressure and pain the Saint King inflicted on Lin Mo.
That had allowed Lin Mo's World Tree Sapling to erupt with power, reversing the battle in a single stroke.
Though it had lasted only an instant, the Saint King's fearsome power of rules had still subjected Gongsun Fu to immense pain.
Lin Mo reached out to steady Gongsun Fu and said with a faint smile, "Miss Gongsun, are you all right?"
"We owe our final victory in this battle to your wholehearted support."
Gongsun Fu smiled faintly. "Young Master Lin, we've risked our lives together. Why stand on ceremony?"
"Besides..."
"You're the man I've chosen and trusted. Your victory was only natural."
At that moment, Lin Mo was intently watching the formation Luo Lan, Qin Baochuan, and the others were setting up.
Thus, he failed to notice the subtle change in Gongsun Fu's tone from her usual manner.
Xue Qingcheng murmured, "The Evil Spirit crisis on the Dry Jade Continent is over, just like that?"
"This war... is it really over?"
As she spoke, Lin Mo suddenly shuddered, and a trickle of crimson blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Lin Mo?!"
Xue Qingcheng's pupils abruptly contracted, and she spun around.
Lin Mo's face was filled with complicated emotions as he stiffly turned his head.
A delicate, seemingly boneless hand had pierced his body from behind and thrust out through his chest.
Who else could it have been but Gongsun Fu?
At that moment, Gongsun Fu's gaze was icy and her face expressionless. Her long hair stirred without wind. Compared to the adorable, playful young woman she usually