"What should we do? Stay here or escape? Or gather others for self-protection?" Ji Qingyue found herself unable to decide momentarily.
...
On the other side, within the Qingtian Realm, a smile appeared on the little Immortal Tiger's face.
"Awoo... (Boss, I did it!)"
The little Immortal Tiger looked at Qi Ping with some pride.
"Are you okay?"
Qi Ping didn't immediately care about the result of the calculation; instead, he looked at the little Immortal Tiger, whose eyes were red and whose breath was somewhat weak, with a hint of worry in his heart.
He had just seen the little Immortal Tiger go from a peak in momentum to this state in an instant.
But with the luck he manipulated for shelter and its own bloodline power, it shouldn't have become like this. Could it be that the enemy was too powerful?
"Awoo... (I'm fine, boss, just a big consumption of bloodline. I'll recover soon!)"
