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The dense Spiritual Energy around Yongye was about to take shape, and all the pores on his body opened up instantly, greedily absorbing this Spiritual Energy.

With Yongye as the center, it was like an invisible whirlpool as all the spiritual energy was absorbed at an extremely fast speed.

Inwardly marveling at the effects of this Spirit Gathering Pill, he secretly decided that if he had the chance, he could also get some medicinal ingredients to refine it.

With the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Pill, his strength had increased significantly.

Now, Yong Ye had already felt a trace of an opportunity to break through, and his heart was instantly overjoyed.

A day's time passed just like that. At this moment, Yongye also stretched lazily and stood up.

There was a smile on his face. After this day of cultivation, his strength had reached the second stage of the true essence realm!

But, what was a bit regretful was that after breaking through to the second stage of the true essence realm, his memories hadn't changed at all. He didn't have any extra memories.

"Yongye!"

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from outside the courtyard. However, this pleasant voice contained a hint of panic and confusion.

"Cold? "Why is she looking for me?"

Yongye walked out of the courtyard and just happened to rush in with a cold heart. At the corner, the two of them bumped into each other!

"Sorry, are you alright?"

Yongye could not help but say apologetically.

"I'm fine, but... But my brother seems to be dying. "

As his voice fell, the cold heart that made all men linger in desire, had traces of tears on its face. It no longer had that icy goddess-like temperament. Instead, it looked more like a weak and helpless girl, which made people feel pity for her.

Her brother was her only family in this world. The two of them had been orphans since childhood, without any parents. Relying on her own hard work, she had fought her way into the Lingxiao Kingdom. Now, how could she bear to part with her little brother?

"Bring me over to take a look."

When Yongye heard this, his expression also became serious as he spoke.

Leng Xin brought Yong Ye to rush to the courtyard exclusive to his little brother. Although it wasn't really good at comforting people, but throughout the entire journey, Yong Ye had always been comforting the cold heart.

With Yong Ye's consolation, the cold heart inexplicably felt a little at ease, no longer as helpless as before.

Arriving at Leng Xin's little brother, Leng Feng's residence, she entered her room.

The room was very clean and simple. There was a wooden bed that wasn't too big, and a very handsome young man was lying on it. However, his face was currently completely pale and his lips were completely bloodless.

"Sis ?"

When Leng Feng saw Leng Xin, he could not help but want to force out a smile. However, because of his body, his smile was even uglier than crying.

"Bro, don't say anything. Yongye will definitely be able to help you stabilize the poison in your body."

Cold eyes reddened as he comforted his younger brother.

Hearing this, Leng Feng couldn't help but turn his suspicious gaze towards Yongye, and bitterly smiled as he shook his head and said, "This poison has already spread throughout a large area of my body, and every meridian and bone marrow has been infiltrated. Furthermore, the poison is almost unable to be suppressed any longer. When it breaks out, that will be the moment my life ends. "

One couldn't blame Leng Feng for saying so. After all, even Luo Kun, the head alchemist of the Cloudsoaring sect's Alchemy Hall, couldn't do anything about this poison, let alone Yongye, who was around his age.

"Sis, I'm not here anymore. You must stay alive." In fact, he was not afraid of death, he was just worried about his sister. Since the ancient times, a beauty like him had caused trouble for others. Without his younger brother protecting her, no one knew what would happen to her in the future.

Although this guy was looking down on him, Yongye still respected him from the bottom of his heart. In the face of death, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he was worried that his heart was cold.

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