The Art of Subduing Dragons

Chapter 101

After learning Luo Qingci's true identity, she had envisioned many scenarios of interacting with her and dealing with her, but none involved Luo Qingci dying.

Even in her moments of greatest hatred, when she had thought about killing Luo Qingci, she had never imagined that Luo Qingci could die at someone else's hands or in some other place.

This death, which was entirely beyond her expectations and control, shattered all her struggles and persistence.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten about the doubts surrounding Luo Qingci and the unresolved hatred between them. All she knew was that this was her master, the Chi Qing she secretly loved, the person she had planned to protect repeatedly. She was the irreplaceable light in her life.

She was on the verge of collapse, shaking Luo Qingci desperately, crying uncontrollably, "No, Chi Qing, Chi Qing, you can't die. There's still so much between us that needs to be clarified. You haven't explained what you want to do. You can't die, do you hear me!"

In this moment, reason left her. The overwhelming fear and heartache surged like a tidal wave, completely engulfing her.

She had no idea what she was doing. Her left hand pressed on Luo Qingci's dantian, desperately sending spiritual energy into Luo Qingci's body, while her other hand kept rubbing Luo Qingci's cold, stiff body. Occasionally, she pressed her face against Luo Qingci's, continuously calling her name.

"Master, Master."

Luo Qingci remained unresponsive. She pressed on Luo Qingci's chest and, with a clenched fist, struck heavily at Luo Qingci's heart three times. Only then did Luo Qingci finally let out a low groan.

Ruan Li hurriedly leaned in, listening intently, and finally heard that faint, celestial heartbeat.

Her face was covered in cold sweat, her hair sticking to her face, her eyes red as she looked at Luo Qingci.

After a while, she covered her face with her hand, tears streaming down, her body trembling uncontrollably as she silently sobbed.

But there was no time for her panic and fear to settle because Luo Qingci groaned in pain, her body instinctively curling up, her teeth chattering from the cold.

Ruan Li suddenly remembered the cold poison in Chi Qing's body, which had flared up once yesterday, and very severely at that.

Her heart sank again. How could it flare up so frequently? Why had her reverse scale failed?

Without further thought, Ruan Li quickly carried Luo Qingci to the bed, pulling the blanket over them both, just like she had done in the Su Ling Restaurant, wrapping herself and Luo Qingci up.

But just as she was about to channel her energy, she discovered that her own spiritual power was sealed and she couldn't help alleviate the cold poison inside Luo Qingci. Given Luo Qingci's severe condition, her fire attribute energy couldn't possibly be effective.

Seeing Luo Qingci's pained expression and the frost spreading over her brows, Ruan Li felt her heart being torn apart.

When Chi Qing had suffered before, she only knew she was in pain, but most of her face was covered by a mask, and she couldn't see it clearly.

Now Luo Qingci had no such concealment. Her tightly furrowed brows, her face drained of color from pain, every inch of her skin and expression told the story of the inhuman suffering she was enduring.

Her usually ice-cold and delicate features, under the invasion of this cold air, were almost transparent, like thin ice on the verge of breaking in the sunlight. It made Ruan Li's heart tremble uncontrollably, burning with internal anguish.