If Wu Lanxiuwei had been moved by emotion and planted the love gu on Yang Feilong, she would not have suffered the backlash. Instead, Yang Feilong would have deeply loved her. Otherwise, Yang Feilong would have endured immense pain!
She had not planted the love gu on Yang Feilong. Instead, because her feelings for Yang Feilong deepened, she chose to suppress it herself, which led to the current life-threatening backlash!
"How should I treat it now?" Yang Feilong felt a headache coming on.
If it were other serious illnesses, they would be easy to treat, but this was a backlash from the love gu!
Even his master might not have a solution, so what could he do?
This was a wound to the soul, and not just an ordinary wound. Unless he drew the love gu into his own body?
If that were the case, wouldn't he be needlessly placing a heavy burden on himself?
He had to know that he didn't have any feelings for Wu Lanxiuwei to begin with. Even if she was beautiful, so what?
At most, he would just appreciate her beauty!
Thinking of this, Yang Feilong's expression suddenly froze. He vaguely understood why Wu Lanxiuwei had suffered the backlash.
It was because she had fallen in love with him, and she had also seen that he had no interest in her. Because he owed a great debt to the witchcraft tribe, she was willing to suffer the backlash herself rather than plant the love gu on the man she deeply loved.
Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on Yang Feilong's face.
This was truly a helpless situation.
I did not harm Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren died because of me!
Yang Feilong actually wanted to ask his master if there was a solution, but he couldn't contact his master right now. Rushing back to Baiyun Mountain and then returning would be just enough time. However, he had discussed witchcraft with his master before. Although his master had some understanding of the subject, she might not have a solution for this.
The main issue was that Wu Lanxiuwei's soul was tightly connected to the love gu.
It was too difficult to handle!
In fact, Yang Feilong knew the treatment method: draw the love gu into his body and awaken Wu Lanxiuwei. Then, Wu Lanxiuwei would wake up, but he would be under her control!
If he deeply loved Wu Lanxiuwei, he would do it without hesitation. But he had no feelings for her. Moreover, if the love gu was introduced, and she didn't like him having other women, would he have to break ties with other women? Was that a joke?
Headache, tricky!
But if he didn't intervene, Wu Lanxiuwei would probably not live for three days.
Just as Yang Feilong was feeling extremely depressed, Wu Lanxiuwei's eyelashes suddenly trembled.
"Wu Lanxiuwei." Yang Feilong called out softly.
The next moment, Wu Lanxiuwei opened her eyes. Even just opening her eyes seemed to take a lot of effort.
"I'm sorry for troubling you." A blush appeared on Wu Lanxiuwei's pale face, and she said softly.
You know you've troubled me?
But he absolutely could not say this, otherwise, Wu Lanxiuwei might become sad and then die from holding her breath.
"I, I'm not a good man, I have many girlfriends. Why do you love me?" Yang Feilong couldn't hold back in the end. He said with self-mockery.
"Perhaps I haven't met many outstanding men!" Wu Lanxiuwei looked at Yang Feilong's self-mocking face, her eyes filled with love.
"......"
Alright, he had no words to refute this.
He knew he was excellent, but to have a saintess fall in love with him at first sight still felt somewhat unbelievable.
"I could have held on, but that day you touched my hand..." Wu Lanxiuwei seemed to be experiencing a final burst of energy. A flush spread across her beautiful cheeks, making her look quite attractive.
Yang Feilong smiled bitterly in his heart. It was indeed because he had touched her hand that day.
Who could he complain to?
It made sense. She had already taken a liking to him and had been restraining herself. He then went and touched her hand. Although it was not intentional, for someone who had always been pure and already liked him, it must have been...
"I know you have many women, and they are also my benefactors. If I were to monopolize you, wouldn't that be unfair to them? There was nothing I could do, so I forcefully suppressed my love for you. The more I suppressed the love gu, the greater the backlash..." Although there was shyness on Wu Lanxiuwei's face, she kept saying these words.
She knew her condition. If she didn't say these words, she would never have another chance.
Hearing this, Yang Feilong felt a tremor in his heart: "So, in the past few days, you cast blessings on me while enduring the backlash of the love gu?"
He had thought she had only started suffering the backlash recently, but he didn't expect it had been several days, and she had endured it every day while casting blessings on him for two hours. He hadn't even noticed anything unusual. Her willpower was truly terrifying!
"Don't be sad, don't feel guilty. I originally thought I would grow old alone in the position of a saintess. To meet someone I love is a kind of happiness. It's just a pity that I met you too late." Wu Lanxiuwei's face was filled with a smile, looking very happy.
But looking at Wu Lanxiuwei, Yang Feilong's heart ached as if it were being twisted. Although he didn't have those intentions towards her, the thought that she was dying because she fell in love with him made him unable to breathe.
"Is there no way to cure you?" Yang Feilong asked in a deep voice, filled with self-blame, guilt, and hope.
"...No." Wu Lanxiuwei paused and shook her head.
There was a way, but she couldn't do it. She fell in love with him, and it wasn't his fault. He had so many other women; how could she tie him down?
"Really no?" Yang Feilong stared at Wu Lanxiuwei. In fact, he knew there was. It was to draw the love gu into his body. Before, when Wu Lanxiuwei was unconscious, it would have been very troublesome for him to do so. But now that Wu Lanxiuwei was awake, as long as she was willing and he didn't resist, it would be very easy to draw the love gu into his body.
However, at this moment, he didn't know whether he should do it or not.
He was really troubled!
"Really no." Wu Lanxiuwei shook her head, then looked at Yang Feilong pleadingly and smiled lightly, "Don't be sad for me. I'm just returning to the embrace of nature, nothing more."
She was so kind.
Even while suffering the pain of the love gu backlash, she was comforting him. Her heart was so kind. It was truly sad that she would perish like this!
But could he proactively suggest drawing the love gu into his body?
If he did that, wouldn't it be unfair to his other women?
He dared not think about it; the mere thought gave him a splitting headache.
"Feilong, I might not live much longer. Can you kiss me?" Wu Lanxiuwei asked softly with a blush, her eyes full of shyness but also hope.
Yang Feilong's expression froze. He pursed his lips. Seeing Wu Lanxiuwei's hope fade and turn into regret, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
Then, he leaned down.