Chapter 57

The rotting rafters of the dilapidated temple groaned in the night wind, as if on the verge of collapsing at any moment. Cobwebs gleamed silver in the moonlight, intertwining with mottled mold in the corners to form bizarre patterns, like some mysterious incantation. Copper bells hanging from the eaves swayed in the breeze, chiming intermittently, sounding like a lament for an impending crisis. Shen Mingyue’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly regained consciousness amidst the warmth radiating from Gu Jinghong’s palm. What came into view was his face as pale as paper, cold sweat trickling down his jawline to drip onto the back of her hand, stinging like shards of ice. "Don't move." Gu Jinghong’s hoarse voice mingled with heavy gasps. The internal energy in his palm flowed like a stream into her elixir field, but the moment it touched the Jade Pendant, it suddenly surged like boiling water, so scalding that his fingertips shrank back abruptly. His brows furrowed tightly, veins slightly bulging on his forehead, and his face twisted in pain.