Compared to when she first started taking Lifeblood Pills, An Yiqing's blood production speed had clearly slowed down a lot.
To supply An Zhiyan with enough blood, she had to consume even more Lifeblood Pills.
Ye Chenghong watched, helplessly, as his beloved disciple consumed the pills like candy, his hands and heart trembling non-stop. Everything has a limit, even divine medicine reaches saturation one day. Now An Yiqing's face was getting paler, her originally rosy lips had turned the same color as white paper. If it weren't for the one hundred Lifeblood Pills continuously supporting her blood production, she would have already been unable to hold on.
"Master... I'm okay... My second brother will be saved soon, we can't give up all our efforts..."
An Yiqing saw the hesitation and pain in Ye Chenghong's eyes and weakly comforted him. At the same time, she grabbed another ten or so Lifeblood Pills and swallowed them in one gulp.
