Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âWhat should I do?â Qin Chen asked in a raspy voice and calmed down eventually.
âYou donât have to do anything. Iâll transfer her spiritual qi to you. Stop taking it if you canât stand it.â
âOkay, got it.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
That was the first time Qin Chen saw Fu Chen.
That little guyâs concern toward Qing Qing seemed genuine.
So he was willing to believe him for once...
Qin Chen shut his eyes. He put down his guard for the moment.
He would bear any price as long as he could save Qing Qingâ
Bang!
A mighty and violent power suddenly rushed into Qin Chenâs body. He shuddered as blood trickled from the corner of his lips.
That spiritual power was gentle for Feng Ruqing. If Feng Ruqing wasnât that weak, she could have absorbed all the power. It was an opportunity that could make her evolve by leaps and bounds without facing any dangers.
But as the power flowed into Qin Chenâs body, it was so violent and it wanted to break out from his body. If Qin Chen did not suppress it, that spiritual power might have exploded from his body...
âThatâs right. Nobody but Mother can handle the Ninth Emperorâs power.â Fu Chen pursed his lips lightly as his eyes were filled with deep thoughts. âBesides, he is not capable of enduring the spiritual power for her. I have to find another way to save them...â
Fu Chen sighed. He could not put Qin Chenâs life and death aside just because he wanted to save his guardian.
If Qin Chen were gone, Mother would be deeply sad...
He tried to pull his palm back.
But...
The spiritual power that connected Feng Ruqing and Qin Chen were still flowing into Qin Chenâs body. Fu Chen tried so hard to pull his hand back twice, but again, he could not draw that force out.
Suddenly, Fu Chenâs little face twisted in shock. âStop it! I told you to stop!!!â
Qin Chen gently closed his eyes without responding. A gentle breeze blew as his green robe fluttered along with a gust of violent wind.
That little guyâs words, yes, he heard it...
It was just that... if he did nothing, Qing Qing would explode and die.
If that was the case, it was better... to let him take it.
Qin Chenâs lips lifted gently.
Because she was the only warmth in his life.
The warmth that would never hurt him in his lifetime!
Qin Chenâs arms began to crack as the blood stained his arms red. His arms looked as if it was a cracked wine jar which would explode any second.
âStop now!â Fu Chen was panicking.
After all, a spirit herbâs IQ did not allow itself to think deeply and consider far. So, it was natural that the spirit herb would not think of Qin Chen.
âBrother Fu Chen, what should we do? Will he die?â Qing Han eyes were teary as she was pulling Fu Chenâs sleeves in fear. âIf he died Mother would feel very sad and it would hurt her...â
Fu Chen was suddenly stunned.
He could not help but imagine the young girl suffering heartbreak in his mind. His heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale.
No matter how bad Feng Ruqing had treated him, it was impossible not to grow some feelings toward her after spending so much time together.
He did not want Feng Ruqing to die, and also... to make her cry her heart out.
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Qin Chen had already opened his eyes in spite of the storm. Beyond the pair of clear and bright eyes, he stared at the red glow which shrouded that young girl.