Having hastily blocked He Xixiang's full-powered strike, Lü Qingyi felt as though her insides had been turned upside down.
It took Lü Qingyi nearly six hours of regulating her breathing to recover.
"Her strength has increased quite a bit again!"
After regulating her breathing, Lü Qingyi spoke with some resignation.
Fawn, who was lying nearby, twitched an ear, then sighed as well.
"You were seriously impressive to block a strike from her in your condition. Speaking of which, have your injuries from the heavenly tribulation healed?"
Lü Qingyi shook her head. "Not completely. Right now, I can only use seventy percent of my strength!"
Fawn hesitated for a long time before finally blurting out, "Actually, you know how incredibly pure that boy Ying Huaixu's cultivation is. There isn't a trace of impurity in his spiritual power. If you practiced dual cultivation with him..."
Before Fawn could finish, Lü Qingyi gave Fawn a look that suggested she wanted to stew Fawn.
Frightened, Fawn immediately lowered its head and dared not say another word.
Lü Qingyi stood up and stretched.
"That brat really stirred up something big for me this time. He won't put up with the slightest mistreatment!"
Lü Qingyi had something of a headache.
She was now afraid that Ying Huaixu would put on another grand performance after returning, prompting He Xixiang to beat their third martial uncle to death.
At that thought, Lü Qingyi hurried toward Tianqu Peak.
This time, she was not going to dissuade He Xixiang, but to give Ying Huaixu a satisfactory answer and see what she could do to make him feel better.
As long as Ying Huaixu felt better, He Xixiang would stop acting rashly.
But when Lü Qingyi arrived at Tianqu Peak, she could not help pursing her lips.
Ying Huaixu showed absolutely