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After seeing what was inside the cauldron, Ping Qiushui's calm eyes widened in shock, and she blurted out, "Someone has tampered with the female love-sick worm?!"

Du Heng was shocked and snatched the Heart-Connecting Gu to take a closer look inside!

Inside the Gu, only a small, thin piece of molted skin remained. Beneath the transparent, slightly yellow molted skin, there was nothing else, clearly indicating that the female love insect had found another person's body as a host and escaped the Gu!

Who is it?!

Who used the female love-sick worm?!

Du Heng looked at Ping Qiushui in a panic, "Divine Physician Ping..."

“Now, there is only one way to relieve the sect leader’s suffering from the backlash, but it is the worst possible solution,” Ping Qiushui pondered for a moment before finally saying, “Find the host of the female love-sick worm and kill that person. Once that person dies, the female love-sick worm in his body will also die without a doubt, and the male love-sick worm in Sect Leader Ye’s bloodline will also perish at the same time. In this way, the sect leader will not only possess invincible power, but will also no longer have to suffer from this love-sick backlash!”

"But……"

Holding the Heart-Connecting Gu in his hands, Du Heng's aged face showed a look of bewilderment. "Who on earth used the female Acacia Gu worm?"

"It's her..."

Leaning against the bedside, Ye Chuhan suddenly spoke. He clutched his chest tightly, enduring the excruciating pain, his face pale and cold sweat trickling down his cheeks...

only……

Ye Chuhan at this moment is completely different from before!

His body was suffering from the frenzied backlash of the lovesick worms, feeling as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his entire body, yet he raised his head and stared blankly at the sliver of pure white light shining through the window.

A hint of moisture flickered in his narrow eyes…

It's her...

He crippled her martial arts and sealed her Ren and Du meridians. She should have been powerless to resist, but she was able to carry Zhan Yu's head and fight her way out of the Tianshan Snow Gate, reach Tianshan, and even exchange a blow with him...

"Divine Doctor Ping..."

Waves of intense pain washed over her, but Ye Chuhan clutched her chest tightly, her face ashen as she turned to Ping Qiushui, a hint of moisture appearing in her elegant eyes.

"You just said... the love-sick worms... don't seek to live together, but only to die together?"

Ping Qiushui was stunned.

Ye Chuhan, who had always been arrogant, decadent, cold-hearted, and devoid of any will to live, suddenly seemed like a completely different person, calling him a divine doctor!

He nodded instinctively and replied, "That's right!"

Upon hearing Ping Qiushui say this!

Ye Chuhan's whole body was still trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating pain, but a pale, gentle smile slowly bloomed on her bloodless lips.

Ping Qiushui stared at Ye Chuhan in astonishment, finally moved. How could he possibly laugh while suffering such excruciating pain?!

puff--

Ye Chuhan's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth!

Ping Qiushui was about to step forward when she found that he was still laughing. His mouth was full of blood, his body was being ravaged by excruciating pain, and he was trembling wildly as if he might fall apart at any moment. Yet he was still laughing, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, laughing again and again...

"The fact that I am in so much pain now, still suffering from the backlash of unrequited love, means that person..."

Ye Chuhan laughed tremblingly, his eyes unfocused as if in a dream. He clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain, while scalding tears streamed uncontrollably down his handsome face.

"...She...is still alive..."

Another mouthful of blood gushed out!

Ye Chuhan finally lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground!

Ping Qiushui strode forward, helped Ye Chuhan up, and flicked her slender fingers, inserting forty-nine needles in quick succession, each needle incredibly swift, doing her best to suppress the reverse flow of blood and meridians throughout his body!

Once the needling is finished.

Ye Chuhan had fallen into a deep coma. He lay on the bed, his long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and tears still streaming down his pale, jade-carved face…

He wept in his dream, whispering tremblingly the name etched in his heart, "...Lotus..."

she……

You're still alive!

Vol.3

The desert night is bitterly cold.

As the sandstorm began to dazzle the eyes, a nomadic tribe had already set up camp on a sheltered rocky cliff. Several campfires were burning brightly, and from where the people had gathered, one could hear light singing and laughter, as well as the aroma of roasted beef and mutton.

Beside the magnificent tent, several warriors stood solemnly with their spears, unfazed by the desert wind and cold.

In front of the tent, a campfire burned like a red flower blooming in the desert, bringing warmth and brightness to this small space and driving away the cold and darkness.

Beside the campfire.