A faint smile played on Kan Luotang's lips. "The One-Day Flower-Blooming Gu is exceptionally rare. A living Sub-Insect, even one that has committed a great sin, still has a chance to become a Mother Gu. But a dead Sub-Insect... is just a dead insect."
Sub-Insect: "..."
Kan Luotang seemed completely unconcerned with its reply. She simply sat cross-legged beside Zhao Ci, took out a needle and thread, and began stitching up his worst wounds.
Suddenly, for a brief moment, she felt Zhao Ci shudder violently.
Although he quickly stilled himself, she was so close that she could clearly feel his agony.
Without a change in expression, she probed his body, and what she found sent a tidal wave of shock through her.
'Fractured bones and ruptured tendons!'
'What is happening?'
'Could this be the price for frequently using those lethal moves earlier?'
She looked at Zhao Ci. His expression was serene; he had even used his True Qi to seal every pore, preventing any sweat from seeping out.
