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Chapter 980 - 980 Life and Death (1)
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980 Life and Death (1)

Mu Tianyan said as he lowered his head and kissed her red lips. He rested his forehead on hers and his hot breath sprayed on her face. “Believe me, okay?”

Lu Zijia smiled bitterly in her mind. Apart from believing him, what other choice did she have?

“Mm.”

Lu Zijia nodded slightly and said in a slightly hoarse voice, “Promise me that nothing will happen.”

“Alright, I promise you, Madam.”

The two of them hugged each other tightly, as if this was the only way to dispel the uneasiness in each other’s hearts.

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Since Mu Tianyan gave her an answer, Lu Zijia stopped thinking about it and soon started to prepare what she needed.

Of course, Mu Tianyan didn’t stay idle either. In order to make his body better adapt to spiritual power, he entered the Spirit Gathering Array directly and tried to guide spiritual energy into his body.

Five days later.

Lu Zijia also entered the Spirit Gathering Array and sat cross-legged opposite Mu Tianyan.

With a casual wave of his hand, more than ten bottles of pills appeared on the ground. These pills were all needed by both parties.

“Master…” The golden pagoda stood outside the Spirit Gathering Array, its cat eyes full of worry.

Lu Zijia smiled at it. “Don’t worry. I’m very lucky. I’ll be fine. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll stop in time.”

The golden pagoda scratched its head in frustration, but seeing that its master had made up her mind, it could only compromise.

Besides, cultivators fought with the heavens to begin with. Life and death were common in the first place. If they didn’t do anything after knowing the danger, they weren’t worthy of being cultivators at all. Besides, they would soon be replaced by new cultivators.

The golden pagoda knew this very well.

“Alright, Master, don’t forget that Xiaoyou and Xiaoling are still waiting for you.”

Xiaoyou and Xiaoling that the golden pagoda was talking about were the Ice Flame of the Nether World, and Lu Zijia’s Destiny Dharma Weapon, the Fantastic Ribbon.

At this moment, they were still sealed in the ancient space.

“I won’t forget,” Lu Zijia said firmly. Then, she said half-jokingly, “Your master has always been very lucky. Perhaps not only will things go smoothly, but there will also be surprises!”

The golden pagoda: “…” Its master was really open-minded.

“Alright, we’re about to start. Our safety is in your hands,” Lu Zijia said to the golden pagoda.

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The golden pagoda nodded to show that it understood.

Lu Zijia looked at the man in front of her and said seriously, “I’ll cripple your cultivation first, then help you guide spiritual energy into your veins again. At that time, you just have to follow my lead and collect the spiritual energy into your dantian. The process will be very painful, but you must hold back and stay awake, or…”

Lu Zijia didn’t continue, but Mu Tianyan understood what she meant.

“Mm.” Mu Tianyan didn’t say anything and only murmured softly. However, he looked at the girl in front of him with an extremely determined gaze.

Lu Zijia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer any fluctuation in her eyes.

Lu Zijia circulated the spiritual power in her body and quickly struck Mu Tianyan’s dantian.

Bang!

With his dantian crippled, Mu Tianyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still sat cross-legged steadily and his expression didn’t change at all.

If it weren’t for the blood at the corner of his mouth and his pale face, people would think that he was fine.

In fact, his crippled dantian was emitting waves of intense pain at this moment, but he didn’t even frown.

Because he knew that the woman opposite him would see all his reactions.

He didn’t want the other party to worry, so he could only endure it with all his might.