"Scram!" Upon hearing the second method, Long Piaoying's face instantly turned cold, nearly roaring as she spoke.
With a surge of spiritual energy in her Dantian, she had regained some strength, and her voice naturally carried the full intensity of the Mid-Stage, as if it could pierce through the clouds.
"No need to overreact if you don't want to do it," Ye Haochuan remarked with an odd expression, scratching his ear, while gently comforting Long Piaoying and continuing to treat her.
This first surge of spiritual energy was the most challenging; after that, Long Piaoying could assist herself, speeding up the process considerably. About two hours later, Ye Haochuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
The prolonged period of intense focus left Ye Haochuan exhausted, and as Long Piaoying adjusted her condition, he fell into a deep sleep.
