I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan sat down next to her, the two of them only a fist's distance apart.

He sensed Cecilia's nervousness, a nervousness that wasn't written on her face.

It was hidden in her breath, hidden in the slight tension in the curve of her shoulders.

Gu Yan couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Don't be nervous, it's not the first time."

He spoke very softly, as if he were coaxing a child who was afraid of injections.

Cecilia glanced at him, her eyes carrying a hint of reproach.

Her icy blue eyes gave him a slight glare, as if to say, "What are you laughing at?"

But she still closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering gently on her eyelids.

Gu Yan also stopped smiling, and a seven-colored light silently shone deep in her pupils.

The Eyes of Emotions have been activated, and seven colors slowly rotate within the depths of the eyes.

He looked toward Cecilia's castle of the soul, the white palace gleaming softly in the sunlight.

The warm yellow light in the window was much brighter than before.

The cracks on the ice became fine and uniform.

Overall, it's much better than the previous two days; the recovery is noticeably good.

Gu Yan had a better idea of ​​what was going on, but she still couldn't help but silently repeat it to herself.

The system panel unfolded silently before my eyes, and blue words popped up one by one.

Name: Gu Yan

Age: 18

【Charm: 92】

[Special Ability: Eyes of Emotion, Mirror Flower Seal]

[Combat Strength: F+ to B]

Skills: Piano (Master), Painting (Professional), Cooking (Professional), Singing (Skilled), Knife Skills (Beginner)

[Rating: Not bad. When it's weak, it can fight a hyena. When it's strong, it has a chance to kill a Xiantian martial artist. It's gotten a little stronger.]

Lifespan: One year

Special Items: Heart-Shaped Bracelet (Gold), Demon-Suppressing Blade (Gold), Book of the World (Red)

Gu Yan's gaze swept across the panel line by line.

When I saw the combat power column, my heart skipped a beat.

B is a bit stronger than before; practicing swordsmanship with Pei Zhanyue is indeed helpful.

Those days and nights spent wielding the knife until my arms were exhausted were not in vain.

But his gaze continued downwards, finally settling on the lifespan column.

Only one year left.

Yesterday there was one year and one day left, today there is only one year left.

One day less, so fast?

Although I was already mentally prepared.

But looking at those two words, my chest still felt like it was being gripped tightly by something.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Her breathing quickened, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around her knees.

Cecilia opened her eyes and sensed something.

Her icy blue eyes looked at Gu Yan, her gaze settling on his face.

His face was paler than before, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The rhythm of his breathing is also not quite right.

"What's wrong with you?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

Gu Yan suddenly came to his senses and quickly closed the panel.

He forced a smile, as if trying to hide something.

"It's nothing, I was just a little distracted."

"Let's begin."

He reached out and took Cecilia's hand.

The girl's fingers were still cold, but a little warmer than yesterday.

Gu Yan closed her eyes, suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

Gu Yan closed her eyes, and a seven-colored light silently shone deep within her pupils.

With the Eyes of Emotion fully activated, the entire room was bathed in a faint iridescent light.

Cecilia's mental castle reappeared before his eyes; the white palace was much brighter than before.

But deep within the palace lies a gray ruin, like a charred wall sealed by ice and snow.

The walls there were covered with fine cracks, and cold gray mist seeped from each crack.

That was the area where her mental strength was most severely damaged, and also the most difficult part to repair.

Gu Yan took a deep breath and slowly probed her consciousness into the ruins.

A chilling coldness surged from the mental connection, climbing up his arm to his shoulder.

That kind of cold wasn't physical; it was a chill that went directly to the depths of the soul.

It felt like someone had plunged an ice scalpel into his chest and was slowly twisting it.

His fingers trembled slightly, and his grip on Cecilia's hand tightened unconsciously.

The seven-colored light began to seep in from the edge of the ruins, gradually penetrating deeper and deeper.

The light fell on the gray ruins like spring rain on parched earth.

Every inch of progress was consuming Gu Yan's mental energy, and the speed was as slow as digging a mountain with a spoon.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and trickled down his temples.

The color of her lips had also faded, becoming almost bloodless.

Cecilia kept her eyes open, staring at him, her icy blue eyes reflecting the iridescent light.

She could feel her body getting better, and the suffocating feeling in her chest was gradually dissipating.

The previously heavy limbs are regaining strength, and even breathing has become much easier.

But she could also feel that Gu Yan's hands were getting colder and colder.

It was as cold as holding a stone that had just been pulled out of ice water.

The chill spread from her fingertips all the way to her heart.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through her chest; it wasn't a physical pain, but a deeper, different kind of pain.

This person was paying the price with his own body with each treatment, and she could only sit here and watch him grow weaker and weaker.

She wanted to speak and ask Gu Yan to stop and rest.

But it felt like something was blocking my throat, and I couldn't say a single word.

She could only watch helplessly as his face grew paler and paler.

The last gray area of ​​the ruins was finally completely melted away by the seven-colored light.

The ice layer of the entire Mind Castle shattered completely in that instant, revealing a bright, warm yellow glow inside.

One by one, the windows that had been closed for so long were opened.

Sunlight streamed through the windows, making the entire castle gleam.

Gu Yan withdrew his supernatural power, and the seven-colored light slowly faded from the depths of his pupils.

He released Cecilia's hand, his fingers sliding off the back of her hand.

His lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, the curve being very shallow.

"Okay, you're recovering faster than I expected."

His voice was very soft, as soft as a thin sheet of paper being blown by the wind.

After saying that, he tried to stand up by supporting himself on his knees, pressing his palms on his knees and pushing hard.

His legs felt as heavy as lead and were completely unresponsive.

As soon as I stood up straight, I felt a sudden dizziness.

My vision went black, and the ceiling and floor seemed to merge together.

He tumbled to the side, completely losing control of his direction.

Cecilia reacted quickly, grabbing his arms with both hands and pulling him back forcefully.

She used all her strength to pull Gu Yan towards her.

His body leaned against her shoulder, his head resting on her shoulder.

The cold sweat on her forehead dampened the fabric of her dress around her shoulders, feeling cool against her skin.

She could feel that his breathing was rapid and shallow, as if he had just run a long distance.

Each breath carried an indescribable weakness.