To keep others from worrying, that's why he said nothing.
He only mentioned that he was cultivating.
In truth, he was enduring the agony of suppressing the backlash from a forbidden technique.
And here she thought Su Ji was just careless…
Turns out, she was the careless one!
How could she have missed something so obvious?
The more Su Jiu thought about it, the guiltier she felt.
Su Ji had ended up like this because he saved her.
If he remained unconscious like this forever…
Su Jiu didn’t dare dwell on it.
The more she thought, the more panicked she became.
She couldn’t just stand by and watch Su Ji suffer.
Gritting her teeth, she seemed to make up her mind.
From her wooden box, she retrieved a small jade vial, its surface a pristine emerald green.
Inside was an ancient pill she had painstakingly refined according to her clan’s legacy.
She had originally planned to save it for her own breakthrough to the Ninth-Grade Golden Core.
But now, there was no time for hesitation.
She pulled out the stopper, and an intoxicating medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air.
Inside lay a single pill, the size of a longan, its surface pure white and adorned with nine naturally formed golden patterns—clearly no ordinary treasure.
"Su Ji, hold on."
"You’ll be fine."
Su Jiu murmured softly, carefully pinching the pill between her fingers as she tried to feed it to Su Ji.
But his lips were tightly sealed, making it impossible.
Then, Su Jiu stopped caring about being gentle.
She grabbed Su Ji’s cheeks and forced his mouth open.
The pill went in.
But then…
A new problem arose.
The pill was inside, but Su Ji’s eyes remained shut, his throat unmoving.
How could he swallow?
There was no way for him to absorb it.
Beads of sweat formed on Su Jiu’s forehead as desperation set in.
Finally, she slipped two slender fingers into Su Ji’s mouth, trying to adjust the pill’s position, hoping it might slide down.
Not only did it not work, but the pill’s condition also became… questionable.
Su Jiu had no choice but to retrieve it.
Maybe crushing it would help?
The thought crossed her mind, but she dismissed it immediately.
Not only would grinding it ruin its potency, but even as powder, Su Ji wouldn’t swallow—what if it got into his windpipe? That would be even worse.
What to do?
Wait—
Su Jiu suddenly remembered something.
Her body had an extraordinary ability to absorb and refine medicinal energy.
But she was her.
Su Ji was Su Ji.
Surely… she couldn’t… transfer it mouth-to-mouth, could she?
The moment the thought surfaced, Su Jiu’s face burned crimson.
She shook her head violently, forcing the absurd idea away.
Try something else first!
She patted Su Ji’s cheeks, channeling a trickle of spiritual energy into him, hoping to rouse him.
But Su Ji remained as unresponsive as a log.
Over the next few minutes, she tried four or five different approaches…
Finally, half a cup of tea’s time had passed.
Su Jiu couldn’t delay any longer.
Su Ji had ended up like this because of her. If something really happened to him, she’d never forgive herself.
Fine.
Saving him came first!
Taking a deep breath, she placed the now slightly damp pill into her own mouth.
Closing her eyes, her lashes trembling faintly, she activated her purest demonic energy.
The pill slowly dissolved, and a surge of potent medicinal essence seeped out, meticulously extracted drop by drop.
The process was mentally exhausting—soon, sweat dotted her temples.
One drop, two drops…
Su Jiu leaned forward, pressing her lips gently against Su Ji’s.
Without daring to overthink, she carefully transferred the medicinal liquid into his mouth.
Then—
A sudden anomaly!
Su Ji’s body, previously still, erupted with an overwhelming suction force.
The drops of refined essence vanished instantly, absorbed without a trace.
"It’s working!"
Su Jiu’s heart leaped with hope.
This reaction had to mean Su Ji’s body was "self-repairing"!
Wasting no time, she accelerated the pill’s refinement, transferring more and more medicinal liquid.
Drinking and refining simultaneously!
This went on for another cup of tea’s worth of time.
Su Jiu began to feel her breathing grow labored.
Strange…
Last time in the bathtub, she’d held her breath effortlessly for half an hour.
Why was her heart racing so fast now?
And why was she so lightheaded…
Was Su Ji’s backlash affecting her too?
Fortunately, her efforts weren’t in vain.
Something astonishing happened.
Su Ji’s previously restrained aura suddenly surged at an unbelievable pace!
Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement—mid-stage…
Late-stage…
Peak!
Boom!
An invisible shockwave erupted from Su Ji’s body.
Su Jiu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to avoid being flung back.
Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement!
And it didn’t stop there!
Su Ji’s cultivation continued skyrocketing!
Sixth Layer—early… mid… late… peak!
Another deafening boom!
Seventh Layer of Qi Refinement!
Only when his strength stabilized at the early Seventh Layer did the insane ascent finally cease.
Su Jiu stared at him, dumbfounded.
Wait…
Something wasn’t right.
Concern had clouded her judgment earlier, but now, as she tried to calm down—well, her mind was still a mess.
But she couldn’t ignore the oddity.
Su Ji’s complexion was healthy, his breathing steady, his spirit vibrant. Aside from a slight depletion in his spiritual roots, where was the backlash she’d feared?
Thinking back…
Combined with the absurd speed of his absorption and the consecutive breakthroughs…
So…
Su Ji wasn’t suffering from backlash—he was in… enlightenment?
The moment this realization struck, Su Jiu froze.
She jerked away from Su Ji, stumbling backward until her back hit the corner cabinet, knocking over her beloved wooden box.
Wiping her lips, she could still taste the lingering medicinal fragrance… and a warmth that wasn’t her own.
…
Half a cup of tea later.
Su Jiu knelt by the bed, elbows propped on the soft edge, her delicate chin resting on her palms.
Her clear, faintly alluring eyes stared unblinkingly at Su Ji.
When he woke up, he’d better give her an explanation!
Otherwise… otherwise she’d…
She’d…
After a long pause, she couldn’t think of a suitable threat.
Because… wasn’t this all her own misunderstanding?
With a huff, she turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Still…
At least she’d realized in time.
In her most frantic moment, she’d even prepared for the worst.
If nothing else worked… she would’ve had to resort to the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan’s forbidden technique—one that could only be used once in a lifetime.
Using her primordial yin to harmonize the balance of heaven and earth, bestowing unparalleled fortune upon the one bound by the oath.
Those blessed by great fortune would always escape calamity and find fortune in misfortune…
Pah.
She’d never considered it.
Who’d waste such a technique on someone as shameless as Su Ji!
Absolutely not.
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