Foreign Energy

After ensuring his daughter was soundly asleep and out of danger, Mingfeng finally got up and stretched. The surroundings looked like a disaster, but Yan Ping's condition was worse than he feared. It was not an exaggeration when Gu Ying informed him that her cultivation base was now weakened to the Refined Core. Her energy pulse was so weak now that both teacher and student could be said to be of a similar cultivation level.

Gently calling out to the exhausted blind prophet, Mingfeng noticed how much she seemed to age in just two months. The Yan Ping he knew appeared like a young woman in her late twenties despite her snowy hair. However, the Yan Ping before him was now a wrinkled old woman who barely had any vitality.

"Senior, allow me to help," he grasped her hand lightly after waking her up to channel some energy into her weakened body.