Han Hongyue followed Ye Fei as they left.
It wasn't until they had exited the detached courtyard that she quietly approached and asked, "Ye Fei, why did you give Zhang Yang a drop of Spiritual Blood just now?"
Ye Fei looked at Han Hongyue, who was full of curiosity, and chuckled, "I just didn't want all our previous efforts to go to waste!"
"To save Zhang Yang, I used a three-hundred-year-old Lingzhi and a Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus. For an ordinary martial artist, that would have been enough to ensure they could attempt breaking into the Heavenly Realm without any issues!"
"But Zhang Yang's foundation is too poor; to break through to the Earth Realm would already be his limit in this lifetime."
"To not let the Lingzhi and Snow Lotus go to waste, giving him one more drop of Spiritual Blood is not a big deal. Besides, it's not a gift for nothing. I hope he won't let me down and, upon waking up, will stay true to his nature and guard the Southern Border for our Huaxia!"
