As the breath in Lu Jiuque's sea of consciousness slowly flowed, a wave of exhaustion swept through his heart.
Lu Jiuque gently closed his eyes, and the things around him quietly changed, gradually blurring, and then gradually becoming clearer.
What is blurry is the shadow form of things, what is clear is the breathing expression of things.
For example, the voices of the disciples talking in low voices, the sound of the wind passing by and the impact of the wings of the flying cloud birds, and even the frequency of everyone's heartbeats, etc...
These complex information constructed a strange yet familiar world, all poured into Lu Jiuque's mind, dragging her into an extremely mysterious state, making her even more drowsy, as if awake and drunk.
Di Shifang gently pulled Lu Jiuque into his arms, pressed a kiss on her forehead, and said dotingly: "Go to sleep..."
As if he was bewitched, Lu Jiuque glanced at him vaguely, showed a sweet smile, and really relaxed himself, like a cat, curling up into his arms.
Di Shifang looked at her soft and delicate appearance and fell in love with her.
He gathered up her long hair to hide her charming sleeping face, and then said calmly to everyone who was looking nervously at Lu Jiuque: "She is asleep. Let's rush back to the sect with all our strength."
Fell asleep? !
The disciples looked at Lu Jiuque's little head resting on Di Shifang's chest, and felt a sense of sourness and shock in their hearts.
Alas, it was all because of them that Lu Jiuque was so tired. Let her have a good rest. They will definitely send her back to the sect safely!
Lu Jiuque slept very soundly along the way, and the disciples were traveling as fast as lightning.
No one stopped to shout tired, and no one dared to shout tired. They wished they could return to the sect in the next moment.
After just five days, they finally saw the mountain gate of the Soul Fighting Sect. The time they arrived was shortened by half, and everyone was so tired that they almost collapsed.
In order for Lu Jiuque to return to the sect to rest as soon as possible, they really used all their energy to feed themselves!
They kept pushing themselves, moving forward again and again. When one person got tired, the second one immediately took over, and that person took all the time to practice and replenish his star soul power.
This repeated cycle made all the disciples as busy as spinning tops, without even having time to breathe. Unexpectedly, they also had unexpected gains.
When the disciples rolled off the back of Gale Wind Bird, in addition to the feeling of exhaustion radiating from their bones, what was even more surprising was that their star soul power had been upgraded to a higher level!
"It's just God! My star soul power has actually increased!"
"Heaven and earth! Me too!"
"Hahaha! Me too, me too!"
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And the person who felt the strongest feeling was none other than Han Chengyu!
After experiencing the moment of life and death, he has touched the barrier of a third-level star soul master!
When he entered the Fighting Soul Sect, although he had good talent, he had been stuck at the peak of the second-level Star Soul Master for three years.
Three years to become a third-level star soul master is very short for ordinary practitioners and is simply a monster, but for a genius like Han Chengyu, it is even a shame.
He watched his fellow disciples break through one after another, and the cruel reality crushed his pride bit by bit.
When he was at his lowest point, it was Yuan Qinglian who comforted him, so he was particularly attached to her.
Just when he thought he might have no hope of a breakthrough in his life, a miracle happened!