"Ah!"
A sharp pain erupted from her abdomen, Mei Lan let out a piercing scream. On the brink of unconsciousness, she was jerked back to agonizing awareness. Her small face, the size of a palm, was deathly pale, sweating profusely, and trembling, she looked at Lan Tian and mouthed, "Why?" When she finished, she realized no sound came out.
Mei Lan still didn't know the consequences of a shattered Dantian; if she knew that with a shattered Dantian she couldn't cultivate and that her Immortal Path was now severed, perhaps she would hate Lan Tian even more.
Lan Tian remained silent and from his Sleeve Universe pulled out a medicine bottle, tipping out a pill for Mei Lan to swallow. Mei Lan shook her head, refusing, but what could a dying person do against Lan Tian?
