Gu Changsheng quickly lifted the clothing on Borjigin Nian's shoulder, revealing beneath a patch of bruised skin, where the trail of a wriggling insect could be clearly seen.
Having lost the senses of its Feeder, the Gu insects were clearly in a frenzied state, wriggling ever faster.
With one hand, Gu Changsheng shaved off the fingertip of a severed finger; with quick eyes and nimble hands, her blade intercepted the Gu insect's path.
The moment the scalpel lifted the skin of Borjigin Nian, Gu Changsheng brought the severed finger close to the incision made by the blade.
The blood remaining on the severed finger immediately mixed with Borjigin Nian's blood.
Clearly, compared to Borjigin Nian's blood, the Gu insects preferred the scent of the blood they were familiar with.
Gu Changsheng watched the Gu insect wriggle at the edge of the wound, slowly moving toward the severed finger's flesh, a trace of joy flashing across her face.
