"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore." Wen Zhixing took a deep breath and decided not to dwell on it. What was most important for him now was to strive to enhance his own strength. Strength is the ultimate truth.
"Here's to a new day. Let's put the curse aside for now," Wen Zhixing sighed, somewhat regretfully. He had temporarily given up on cursing Qiu Yinger. After cursing her three consecutive times, it seemed he had almost pushed her to desperation. If he continued to curse her, it was quite possible that Qiu Yinger might act recklessly and attempt essence absorption forcefully. This was mainly because, with his current strength, Wen Zhixing was not yet capable of cursing her to death directly. Only when he broke through to the Qi Movement Realm might he stand a chance.
