"Host, what's wrong with you?"
This startled Jia Xitong.
"You should ask yourself what you did."
Shang Yanting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, taking a couple of deep breaths.
He had been close to advancing to the Martial Realm, but his strength plummeted, and his True Qi was empty, hinting at a regression in cultivation.
This system caused havoc in his Sea of Consciousness. If it were before, he would have destroyed it long ago.
Jia Xitong, who was still basking in the joy of successful talisman making, instantly realized, "Did my talisman creation disturb you?"
"No disturbance, just almost killed me."
The calm words were filled with sarcasm.
An awkward silence fell in the room.
"Well, the talisman was successful."
Jia Xitong said dryly, trying to break the awkwardness with benefits, "It's a talisman made with Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. Do you want it?"
Her words had just fallen when a system notification sounded in her ear.
