I'm really in so much pain!

"What a true warrior!"

"Never judge a book by its cover. I thought she was so frail that she couldn't bear even one stitch..."

"It's the first time I've seen someone who can endure Professor Yan's soul-sewing. Seriously, I tremble every time I see Professor Yan pick up the needle. He's like the living King of Hell."

"This person is so terrifying!"

Someone couldn't help asking, "Do you think she might have a dull sense of pain?"

As soon as the words came out, he was shushed. "You didn't pay attention in class and you're speaking so loudly. If the teacher hears you, you're doomed."

The man was at a loss. "When did I not pay attention?"

Just then, a calm voice answered him, "A dull sense of pain only occurs in the body."

The man quickly looked over. "Oh, I see. Thank..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dumbfounded. "Sect Leader?"

The Sect Leader stood quietly behind everyone with his hands behind his back and said coldly, "The students of the Medical Cultivation Pavilion don't even know this basic knowledge, and you're whispering to each other during class. After you go back, each of you should write a thousand-word reflection on removing star power and soul-sewing respectively and hand it to your teachers within three days."

The students: "?!"

This is killing us!

During the time that felt like years for Lan Zhi, her consciousness became blurred several times, but she was quickly awakened by the pain again. This happened repeatedly. Her hands subconsciously clenched the armrests tightly. The cold sweat that dripped from her soaked her clothes and fell on the ground, forming a small puddle of water.

It seemed as if several centuries had passed. She couldn't hear clearly what someone seemed to say beside her ears. Then someone pinched open her mouth and fed her warm liquid.

She managed to lift her eyelids with difficulty, but couldn't see anything clearly. Instead, her consciousness soon became blurred again.

Everything had drifted away from her. Pain completely occupied her world.

It was the same when she was forced to have her star meridians extracted. In her whole world, there was only the overwhelming and omnipresent pain...

The memories like nightmares surged up. In a daze, Lan Zhi thought she was still ten years ago when she was being forcibly deprived of her star meridians by the people of the Tianyi Family.

Her body was suppressed by invisible star power, and her forehead was pressed against the cold floor.

To keep the star meridians intact, they peeled them off bit by bit slowly. It felt like being executed by slow slicing.

She cried and screamed in despair, but they just found her noisy and simply sealed her mouth.

She could only watch helplessly as the blood spread beneath her...

Lan Zhi's tense emotions suddenly collapsed. Tears gushed out of her eyes. Unconsciously, she stretched out her hand, trying to grab something. "I'm in so much pain. I'm really in so much pain!"

Just then, a hand gently stroked her head.

Lan Zhi was like a person who had been in the dark for a long time and finally saw a ray of light. In an instant, it was as if she regained the sense of security when she was gently stroked by her mother in the womb.

She subconsciously rubbed against that hand and couldn't stop crying. "I'm in so much pain. My star meridians were taken away from me! I don't have star meridians anymore!"

The owner of the hand had a low, gentle yet firm voice. "It's all in the past. Don't you remember? You've already got the method to stimulate the growth of star meridians. You'll be able to grow new ones soon."

Lan Zhi was stunned and said, "Really? Then why am I still in so much pain?"

The owner of the hand had a gentle and soft voice. "Because your divine soul was accidentally torn and was just being sewn."

Lan Zhi's blurred consciousness finally became clear slowly, and she finally recognized the owner of the voice. "Xing Zhi, is that you?"