Zi Xuan gently pulled away from Chen Bei's embrace, her body almost devoid of strength, her breath still carrying a hint of soft panting.

"My dear, I'll wait for you to claim the top!"

As an alchemist, she was well aware of how severe Chen Bei's injuries were. His dantian was ruptured, his meridians shattered. In her understanding, it was a hopeless case. Yet, through a miraculous dual cultivation with Xue Mei, Chen Bei had temporarily mended his injuries. This defied all conventional wisdom of cultivation. Now, Zi Xuan fully believed that the Divine Transformation Pool could heal Chen Bei's wounds.

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