Yang Ruxin watched the scene unfold within the space, inexplicably getting goosebumps all over. She couldn't even take another bite of her radish; this damn Saintess was too creepy. Immediately, she put down the radish, stood up, and fetched a large wooden basin. This fiend needed a rude awakening.
The Saintess, clutching the net, was about to take Gu Qingheng away, but instead, Gu Qingheng stepped back twice, his blood dripping to the ground, yet he refused to move forward an inch.
Yang Ruxin's heart ached as she watched, holding the wooden basin and standing in the corner of the space, intently staring at the Saintess.
"Come on, man..." The Saintess, unable to pull Gu Qingheng, stepped back and her eyes began to emit a bright light, with even rippling patterns swirling within them.
The woman could actually perform the Soul-absorbing Technique.
After a moment of stunned hesitation, Gu Qingheng quickly shut his eyes.
