"What… what is this thing!"

The sequela of Counterpulse Yin Yang at worst make one a cripple, but now, the creature Xu Fan had summoned was unspeakably terrifying…

Li Xiaochen watched helplessly as the Jade Silkworm greedily sucked his blood, his face pale as a sheet of paper.

At this moment, fear had seized him to the point where his voice quivered.

"This, naturally, is something good."

It seemed his intuition had been correct, a master of the Innate Realm's blood was no worse for the Jade Silkworm than a Great Tonic Elixir.

By now, having drawn Li Xiaochen's blood, he believed preserving the Jade Silkworm wouldn't be too big of a problem!

Soon, the Jade Silkworm had its fill and Xu Fan whistled softly to recall it, letting it dwell on his body to thoroughly digest the Innate Blood it had consumed.

Looking down at Li Xiaochen, there were no signs of life left in him, evidently, he had died.

"It seems, I am the one who wins."

Muttering under his breath, Xu Fan slung the Yanluo Sword on his back and started walking down the mountain.

The effect of the Jade Silkworm Blood was now fading, and the pain from numerous wounds began to spread throughout his body as fatigue washed over him like a tide.

Struggling to keep his heavy eyelids open, Xu Fan moved towards the hotel based on memory.

…

It was the early morning hours. Li Qinghe, who deeply understood the importance of rest for the skin, would've usually been sound asleep at this time.

But tonight, she hadn't closed her eyes for once.

She paced back and forth in Xu Fan's room, glancing occasionally at the clock on the wall, her face full of concern.

Five hours had passed since Xu Fan left the hotel.

For Li Qinghe, these five hours felt like centuries.

She had forgotten how many times she had wanted to rush to Lingyin Temple by herself to see what was happening.

But regrettably, Li Qinghe was well aware that going there would only hinder Xu Fan.

Moreover, what if she witnessed the scene she hoped never to see?

"No… it can't be, he couldn't possibly be dead. He just can't be!"

As her mind drifted to dreadful thoughts, Li Qinghe murmured to herself.

"Don't think for a second that I, Li Qinghe, am just speaking in jest."

Recalling the scene before Xu Fan departed, Li Qinghe muttered to herself.

If she truly received word of Xu Fan's death, then she feared she wouldn't find any reason to go on living.

Thump thump thump!

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound behind her!

These knocks, disrupting nearly five hours of silence, ignited excitement in Li Qinghe's eyes as she hurried to the door!

"Xu Fan!"

Upon opening the door and before even seeing the person outside, Li Qinghe cried out excitedly!

She had already instructed that tonight, even if the sky fell, no one was to disturb her.

The one knocking had to be Xu Fan!

"…"

However, to her disappointment, when she opened the door, there was no one there.

Li Qinghe couldn't help but laugh awkwardly; it seemed her worry had led to auditory hallucinations.

"Hey, come help me…"

Suddenly, a voice came from one side, and Li Qinghe, surprised, stepped out and looked around.

"Xu… Xu Fan…"

There on the wall was Xu Fan, his body bathed in blood, leaning against it, gasping for breath.

His body was riddled with wounds both large and small, making him look particularly terrifying at this moment.

"You've finally come back!"

"…"

This woman didn't mind her bloody appearance at all, she rushed over crying as soon as she saw me.

As she hugged me tightly, the touch on my chest wound made Xu Fan gasp in pain.

"I'm... I'm sorry, I... I..."

After waiting for so long, Li Qinghe finally got Xu Fan back, and now she was so excited that she couldn't even speak properly.

This time, looking at Xu Fan's injuries, she covered her nose, her voice already sounding tearful.

"Why are you crying? Haven't I returned?"

"But!"

Li Qinghe, looking at Xu Fan's injuries, sobbed uncontrollably.

Even if he came back, what then?

With the injuries he sustained now, who knows how many days he could live.

"Big star, if you cry any more, you'll become ugly,"

How could Xu Fan not know why Li Qinghe was crying? He gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, teasing her with a smile.

"I don't care if I'm ugly! When the time comes, I'll cling to you until you can't stand it!"

This guy had sustained such injuries, and yet he still had the mood to joke around?

Li Qinghe, crying, gave him a resentful glare.

"Okay, enough, I... I'm a bit tired."

Making it here was already his limit; his legs gave out beneath him, and if not for Li Qinghe's quick support, Xu Fan would have collapsed straight onto the ground.

His eyelids heavy, he looked towards Li Qinghe, smiling, "Remember to call an ambulance for me, I think I can still be saved..."

...

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the hospital ward.

It seemed his bones were tough enough – the injuries weren't fatal.

Lying in bed, looking at his mummified appearance from all the bandages, Xu Fan frowned.

"These doctors..."

Ultimately their medical skills were limited, resorting to such rudimentary methods to treat him.

Grinding his teeth, he tried to get up from the bed to rip off all the bandages and splints, but just as he managed to sit up, the door to the ward opened and a figure rushed over.

"What are you doing!"

"Hiss..."

All I did was pull off a bandage, not touch your butt...

"It hurts."

This time, Xu Fan glanced at Li Qinghe, complaining.

"Hmph, keep still. Stay in bed. The doctor said you need to for at least half a year, otherwise you'll end up a cripple!"

"You have to stay in bed these days, got it?"

Li Qinghe scolded Xu Fan like a nagging housewife.

Although worried to see Xu Fan messing around, having stayed in the hospital for a week, and finally seeing him awake, her joy was the prevailing emotion.

"You must be hungry after just waking up."

"Here, my dear, let me feed you..."

Bringing over the food, Li Qinghe unconsciously called out "my dear".

But midway, the spoon froze in mid-air.

The three days she had promised Xu Fan had long passed, and between them, there was no longer a romantic relationship...

"You've had it hard these days."

Just waking up, not feeling too well, and constrained by his injuries, Xu Fan didn't notice anything off about Li Qinghe.

He leaned on the bed, addressing Li Qinghe.

With her personality, she probably hadn't left the hospital for days, constantly by his side.

He wondered how many events she had missed because of him...

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