As time goes by, the patterns on the bronze gate continue to spread.
But Murong Liyue, standing to the side, seemed to be at her last gasp.
Her once beautiful face was deathly pale, her lips had lost their former rosy hue, becoming dry and chapped. Beads of sweat dripped down, soaking her hair and clinging tightly to her cheeks.
"Whoosh~"
Her slender body swayed slightly, her breathing became rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently. The spiritual energy she was channeling was also extremely fragmented and intermittent, like a flickering candle about to go out, clearly indicating that she was in a state of extreme exhaustion.
Realizing that the time was almost right, dragging it out any longer might backfire and have the opposite effect.
Qin Luo thought to himself, then his eyes narrowed. On the surface, he pretended to be weak, his face pale and his breathing unsteady.
However, in the shadows, spiritual energy surged wildly within the Qi Sea, pouring into the bronze gate like a raging tide.
Instantly, the progress of the bronze gate accelerated considerably. The patterns on the gate shone brightly, spreading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As this powerful spiritual energy was poured in, the light on the bronze gate grew brighter and brighter, until finally the last line of the design was illuminated.
Boom boom boom
A deep rumble resounded, and the massive bronze gate slowly tore open a crack. The rumble then intensified, like rolling thunder, and the bronze gate slowly opened at a leisurely pace.
Murong Liyue had no time to think about why the stripes were lit up so quickly; at this moment, she was like a candle flickering in the wind, utterly exhausted.
As the bronze gate opened, it seemed to drain away the last vestige of her strength. Already exhausted, she now felt a wave of fatigue wash over her, every cell groaning in exhaustion.
Her vision began to blur, and her body fell straight backward.
But as expected, the pain of falling to the ground did not come; instead, I landed in a warm embrace.
Murong Liyue's consciousness wavered between dazedness and lucidity. A masculine aura surrounded her, which made her panic.
"Miss Liyue, what's wrong?"
Qin Luo helped her up, his eyes full of concern as he asked.
Upon hearing Qin Luo's voice, Murong Liyue immediately snapped out of her daze, a complex mix of emotions welling up within her.
She had never been so close to a man before, and this intimate contact made her heart race uncontrollably. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she wanted to struggle away from his embrace, but found herself powerless.
A wave of panic washed over her, her mind a jumbled mess, making her momentarily forget to answer Qin Luo's question. She could only helplessly look up, only to meet his concerned gaze, which only intensified her anxiety.
Seeing her remain silent for a long time, and the panic on her face about to spill over again, Qin Luo felt somewhat helpless. He hadn't expected Murong Liyue to be so naive and clueless about matters between men and women.
She sighed softly. It seemed that he would have to take the initiative to offer a way out; otherwise, it would take a lot more time to get things done.
After thinking it over, Qin Luo still pretended to be worried and reached out to hold her slender hand. He immediately felt a chill when he touched it. He could feel the softness and tenderness of her hand, as if he would hurt her if he used the slightest force.
After some investigation, he frowned and said:
“Miss Liyue, your spiritual energy is severely depleted.”
"What did you tell me back then? You told me not to take such a risk, but now you're doing something so reckless."
Looking at Qin Luo's words, which were both caring and stern, Murong Liyue felt a lump in her throat, but she didn't know how to respond.
"I......"
She knew she had taken too much of a risk, but the progress on the pattern was already far from perfect, so she didn't think too much about it and kept telling herself to persevere.
Now, faced with Qin Luo's accusations, she has no way to refute them.
She could only bite her lip lightly, lower her eyes to avoid Qin Luo's gaze, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
Sigh~
Murong Liyue heard a faint sigh, and then she felt a warm hand gently lift her chin. She involuntarily looked up, meeting Qin Luo's concerned gaze. Before she could react, Qin Luo swiftly placed a pill into her mouth.
“Miss Liyue, this is a Spirit Replenishing Pill. I wasn’t criticizing you just now. I was just anxious when I saw you like this, so I spoke without thinking. Please don’t take it to heart.”
After saying that, Qin Luo showed an apologetic expression, put his hands on her shoulders, and gently helped her up.
Murong Liyue was startled. The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, transforming into a warm current that flowed through her limbs and bones. She could feel the spiritual energy contained within the pill.
Watching Qin Luo's actions, she slowly pulled away from his embrace. But in that instant of leaving, Murong Liyue felt a sudden sense of loss. This feeling surprised her; she didn't understand why such an emotion was spreading within her.
Her body, which had just been enveloped in warmth, now felt strangely desolate as it left.
She gently bit her lip, trying to hide her inner turmoil and attempting to bring her thoughts back to the present situation, but the sense of loss lingered, constantly churning within her.
She stole a glance at Qin Luo and saw him looking at her with concern. The worry in his eyes made her heart flutter slightly, but she could also sense a hint of caution in his concern.
"Could it be that my silence just now made him think I was angry?"
Looking at Qin Luo like this, this possibility suddenly occurred to her. However, she did not intend to remain silent; she simply did not know how to respond to his concerned yet slightly accusatory words.
But seeing his cautious demeanor, she felt a pang of pity, and this feeling lingered in her heart.
After a moment, Murong Liyue lowered her head and said in a weak voice:
"Young Master Qin, I...I know I was wrong."
But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Why did her weak tone sound like she was trying to please Qin Luo?
This made her cheeks flush instantly, and she felt extremely shy.
Qin Luo was taken aback; he hadn't expected her to actually admit her mistake. Looking at her shy expression, he thought to himself that things seemed to be progressing a little too quickly, causing his thoughts to momentarily become chaotic.
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