The real system was shocked. It never expected Jia Xitong to do such a thing.

Even though she repeatedly warned that doing so might cause the male protagonist of the original work to notice the problem and expose the original world and the mission world, she still said it anyway.

The true system went from frantically alerting users at the beginning to now remaining completely silent.

Isn't she worried about her secret being exposed?

Of course I'm worried.

But more than that, she was worried that Xiao Shang would encounter the dragon slayer again when he was alone and get brutally beaten.

She didn't expect him to find all the treasures in the shortest time; she only hoped he would grow stronger, at least enough to escape from the dragon slayer the next time they met.

However, this inevitably raises questions from small business owners.

"The Queshan mountain range, and all sorts of treasures—where did you learn all this from?"

"I'm a medicine delivery boy, and I've traveled all over the Aotian Continent. It's not surprising that I occasionally know about some treasures and secret realms."

Time was of the essence, so Jia Xitong made up a reason on the spot.

When she said this, she herself didn't quite believe it. She thought Xiao Shang would shout that she was a liar, but to her surprise, he didn't question it.

"Yes, I'll go once I'm healed."

Today's small business...

So cute!

Jia Xitong looked at him with some surprise.

"What's wrong?" Shang Yanting noticed her gaze and turned around.

"No, it's nothing."

Jia Xitong withdrew her gaze and sat down on the edge of his bed. "Besides, I'm leaving soon. Now that you're staying in someone else's house, you need to be polite, friendly, and kind."

Today is already the fifteenth day, and she has been meticulously delivering the important content right on time.

"where are you going?"

"Of course, that's where the medicine-delivering boy should go..."

As soon as Jia Xitong finished speaking, a powerful suction force made her dizzy. Then, she was instantly sucked back into her original world.

I'm back!

The moment Jia Xitong's soul returned to her body, an unprecedented weariness washed over her from the depths of her being. She let out a long sigh and collapsed wearily onto the large bed behind her.

"System, is this what you meant by the feeling of a damaged soul?"

She lay in bed, calling out for the appearance of the true system.

[It's not just fatigue; there may be other symptoms as well.]

"Won't this endanger my life?!"

Upon hearing the words "aftereffects," Jia Xitong suddenly lost her composure.

【Won't. 】

The true system is concise and to the point.

"That's good."

Jia Xitong nodded, then yawned heavily. Fortunately, she had arranged everything for Xiao Shang clearly, which immediately relieved her worries. Although she was still somewhat concerned about Xiao Shang's safety, she wasn't completely unsure.

"By the way, System, what exactly is this defensive artifact?"

She remembered the black box that had helped her and Xiao Shang escape, and her waning curiosity about it rekindled. However, the box seemed to have never performed any great feat; no matter how Jia Xitong handled it, it remained unchanged.

This item is not a defensive artifact, but a prison.

"prison?"

Jia Xitong echoed its words like a leech.

Yes. This ritual implement is a "prison." It was forged by the god of implements and used to imprison the most vicious and dangerous individuals.

Legend has it that tens of thousands of years ago, during the era of the Four Gods, humanity was still a savage race. To restore order and civilize humanity, the Four Gods provided education. The God of Medicine bestowed blessings, the God of Talismans wrote scriptures, the God of War punished, and the God of Weapons specifically crafted "prisons" to capture unruly individuals among the human race.

The cultivators of that time were dozens of times stronger than those of today. Martial Grandmasters were considered weaklings, while Martial Kings and Martial Emperors were commonplace. Martial Saints were even more numerous. These cultivators were unruly and possessed unique supernatural abilities.

The fact that this magical artifact could capture such powerful individuals in one fell swoop demonstrates just how sturdy this cage-like magical artifact called "Prison" is.

"So it was a prison cell. But it's really effective as a shield."

Jia Xitong couldn't help but sigh, then yawned heavily.

I'm so sleepy.

The weariness that came from the depths of her soul pulled her into a deep sleep, leaving her no time to think about anything else.

On the other side

Original World

Covered in wounds, Shang Yanting lay on the soft hospital bed, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips as he thought of something.

Seemingly aware of her current mood, yet completely unable to control her inexplicably joyful feeling.

He couldn't help but cover his head with the blanket, trying to hide his true feelings as if burying his head in the sand. Even though she had only just left, he was already looking forward to her next visit.

It should be... soon.

##

Jia Xitong slept for three whole days after she returned.

This sleeping technique startled Shang Yanting, who picked her up and rushed towards Karl's residence!

After the examination, Uncle Karl said that the dragon horns were almost completely healed, and sleeping was probably just a matter of rest and recuperation.

Shang Yanting was still worried, so he returned to Xianlong Peak and summoned the divine physician Li Tuo.

The thin bucket lay unconscious on the bed.

The restless peak master by the bedside.

The familiar scene before him made Li Tuo feel a slight throbbing pain in his forehead.

"How is she?"

Shang Yanting held Jia Xitong and asked her questions in detail.

"Well... judging from her pulse, it is strong and steady, indicating no physical injury. As for her prolonged sleep, it is likely due to recent overwork and exhaustion."

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