Without spiritual power, there was no protective force, and the cold air from the outside world penetrated straight into Xie Zhou's skin.
Xie Zhou shuddered.
I haven't experienced such pain in a long time.
But she was not willing to give up.
Everything they did was for the Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect always seemed to be ungrateful.
Both the Grand Elder and Lingfeng Que seemed to be so cold and ruthless.
"Xie Zhou, just accept your fate. You're told to admit your mistake, so just admit it. It's just admitting a mistake!"
The system couldn't stand it anymore and quickly tried to persuade Xie Zhou.
“That’s right. Since you lost your spiritual power, You Ruo and I feel much weaker.”
Xiao Huan's voice also echoed in Xie Zhou's mind.
"Admit your mistakes? If I have to admit my mistakes for something like this, then what's the point of staying in the Sword Sect?"
Xie Zhou sneered and curled up into a ball, trying to keep warm.
But the temperature in the solitary confinement room was far too high for Xie Zhou, who was only wearing a few layers of clothing. Before long, Xie Zhou fainted.
"Hey! Xie Zhou, dinner's ready. The Immortal Venerable sent me to ask you if you've thought it through and apologized today."
On the first day, a disciple carrying a plate of food glanced at Xie Zhou.
"I don't care for anything from the Sword Sect!"
Xie Zhou tilted his head to the side, his lips were frozen purple, and his stomach was growling with hunger, but he ignored the disciple who came to deliver the food.
The same thing happened the next day.
The same thing happened on the third day.
...
On the seventh day, Xie Zhou, who had not eaten or drunk for seven days and nights, collapsed in her solitary confinement cell.
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