This way, it temporarily eased Su Qingqing's declining breath.
But this does not solve the problem. Once Song Changming withdraws his master's power, the two forces of cultivation within Su Qingqing will erupt again.
"Young Master, I am..."
Su Qingqing exited a meditation state, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked pale towards Song Changming.
"Am I...dying? If possible, I wish to see my mother once before I die, and then choose a place with good Feng Shui...for burial. I love those Seven Sceneries Flower...and you, Young Master..."
Song Changming listened, a headache brewing, knocking on Su Qingqing's head as she began speaking her last words to herself.
"I never said you were dying, save those words for hundreds of years later."
As Song Changming spoke, he took out a copper mirror, injecting spiritual power into it to activate.
A light gate opened accordingly, Song Changming led Su Qingqing to enter without hesitation.
He Ya followed along.
