Wen Nanxi knew that since he had consumed the Seven-orifice Body Condensing Pill, he must fuse with it; otherwise, the elixir would be wasted.
Not to mention those rare ingredients were hard to find, the effort required for his wife to refine this elixir certainly wasn't easy.
Moreover, he had already found a way to preserve Jing Chu's consciousness and memory within the Divine Soul.
He and Jing Chu could coexist.
Wen Nanxi looked at Jing Chu's expression at this moment; Jing Chu's expression was firm.
It seemed he was already prepared to erase his own consciousness, ready to sacrifice himself.
Wen Nanxi understood that compared to the love for his wife, Jing Chu's love was equally deep, perhaps even deeper.
From the time he met his wife, it had been a hundred thousand years.
Yet his love and care for his wife had not diminished in the slightest.
So he could not let Jing Chu disappear.
However, Wen Nanxi said nothing; he began to absorb the elixir's medicinal power.
