Regardless of the cost to her spiritual power, she forcibly expelled a large amount of impurity-laden devilish qi from her body, lest she fall into a state beyond redemption again.
"You've regained your senses. What a pity!"
The golden-robed middle-aged man in the distance did not immediately follow up with another attack. Instead, he watched the wound on his arm heal at an unbelievable speed.
The dark golden blood did not drip down. Instead, it seeped back into his arm through his skin.
The other party had been corroded by devilish qi and plunged into madness. Although her combat strength had soared, it had all been instinctive. He still had a chance of capturing her alive.
But now that she had regained consciousness and her mind was clear, capturing a Nascent Soul cultivator alive would be difficult.
Although he was confident he could severely wound and take her down, against a clear-minded Nascent Soul cultivator, he could no longer hold back.
Such an exquisite body—whether it was battered beyond repair or she saw the situation turn unfavorable and chose to self-destruct her body—would be far too regrettable. It would break his heart.
On the other side, Mu Guyue took out several more pills and swallowed them in one gulp.
These were top-grade pills for restoring spiritual power. Though they could not be slowly refined, they could still restore around seventy percent of her spiritual power in a short time.
With an indifferent expression, she extended her right palm. Amid a soft hum and a flash of light, the crescent-shaped gauntlet blade that the golden-robed middle-aged man had knocked away reappeared in her hand.
Her fair wrist turned gently, and blade flowers spun like rippling waterlight.
"Fellow Daoist, I merely wanted to obtain a Black Jade Mysterious Dragon Herb. I bear