Lěng Yè walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, sat down on the sofa, and looked with a complex expression at Jì Wěiwěi, who was lying under the covers. Qiānmiàn's escape remained a hidden danger; he knew all too well that Qiānmiàn's strength was not to be underestimated, as neither of their two previous clashes had given him the upper hand. This forced him to marvel at how difficult Qiānmiàn was to deal with, being a divine artifact nurtured by the Empress and having developed its own sentience.
Yet, Lěng Yè was also acutely aware of the Tower Spirit's formidable combat power. Although the Tower Spirit had not yet fully awakened and had only opened the first layer of the tower, it had fought Qiānmiàn to a standstill. If the Tower Spirit were to fully recover, Lěng Yè felt he could practically roam the world unimpeded. At this thought, a trace of smugness inevitably welled up in his heart.
Just as Lěng Yè was lost in his thoughts, Jì Wěiwěi let out a soft groan, slowly opened her eyes, and finally woke up.
Chapter 1254