An Tong, An Su quickly left.
The room once again returned to tranquility.
Only Su Yan and the sleeping Jun Yu remained.
Su Yan lowered her head.
She grabbed Jun Yu’s hand.
Her fingers pressed against his pulse.
The pulse was calm, nothing was wrong.
She reached out and took the bottle of dicine.
Then, she closed her eyes.
After a while.
Su Yan opened her eyes.
For so reason, her dark eyes had turned gold.
She reached out her hand.
Clenched it into a fist.
It seed like blood was flowing from her hand.
The color of the blood was very strange.
At first glance, it was scarlet, nothing unusual.
But upon closer inspection, the scarlet blood shimred with gold.
At that mont, Jun Yu, leaning against Su Yan’s shoulder, let out a sudden muffled groan.
Su Yan imdiately withdrew her hand.
The Blood Pearl dripped onto the ground.
It did not have ti to drop into the bottle.
She casually wiped the blood on her hand against the edge of the sofa.
Her eyes gradually returned to black.
She lowered her head to look at Jun Yu.
His furrowed brow slightly relaxed.
His handso face seed not as tornted.
Xiao Hua hurriedly communicated with Su Yan’s consciousness.
"Host, you’re using your Divine Power to nourish him?
Xiao Hua knows you feel guilty.
But you can’t exchange your life for his."
Su Yan’s attention remained on the sleeping Jun Yu.
Seeing him seemingly fall back into slumber.
Her attention finally shifted to the conversation.
Confused.
"Why should I feel guilty?"
Xiao Hua was startled, with a childish tone.
"Isn’t the Host feeling indebted because you learned he got injured and sealed to fend off your suffering?
Is that why you decided to use your Divine Power to nourish him?"
Su Yan shook her head.
"No."
"Then, since you’re not guilty, why are you doing sothing so detrintal to yourself?"
Su Yan lowered her head.
"He won’t die. I just don’t want to see him suffer."
Xiao Hua couldn’t comprehend her Host’s thoughts.
Could only nod in equivocal agreent.
"Then, why did you stop now?"
Su Yan slowly.
"Just now soone told that every ti I get closer to him, he feels excruciating pain.
Our powers within our bodies repel each other.
My blood can’t save him; it will only hurt him."
Just by mobilizing power, he couldn’t endure the pain.
If he were to drink her blood.
This Demon Soul, which had cultivated for millennia, would be severely injured once again.
Su Yan cleaned the blood off her hands.
The wound on her hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She wanted to touch him with that hand.
But feared that the blood hadn’t been cleaned thoroughly and might harm him again.
She held her hand to herself, while the other hung motionless by her side.
Su Yan’s complexion rapidly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her eyelids lowered.
Her expression was calm.
Uncertain what was on her mind.
Xiao Hua endured for a long ti.
It really couldn’t understand her Host’s words.
Finally, after an hour, Xiao Hua couldn’t hold back and asked.
"Isn’t Lord Jun Yu willing to risk his life for you, Host, do you feel very moved?"
Su Yan’s lashes trembled slightly.
"It’s alright."
She only felt a warmth in her heart when she heard these words.
Nothing else.
Xiao Hua was even more perplexed.
"Doesn’t the Host love Lord Jun Yu anymore? When people in love reach this point aren’t they supposed to cry their hearts out, overwheld with emotion?"
Su Yan closed her eyes.
Seed sowhat weakened.
Her body swayed.
After all, her Divine Power was damaged.
Though not severely, resting for a few days would restore it.
She spoke slowly and faintly.
"If that Netherworld Stone was going to harm him, I would still make the sa choice."
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