Eerie chewing and bone-cracking sounds echoed over the hot springs, initially, the stalk of the purple flesh-like flower was incessantly expanding, but eventually it contracted again. After cycling through this three times, all fell silent, and the chewing noises abruptly stopped.
Bright red blood, as if free of charge, flowed down the petals of the purple flesh-like flower, falling into the emerald spring waters, dispersing, and finally disappearing without a trace.
Hours later, suddenly, the purple flesh-like flower spat out, and a sticky silhouette appeared in the hot spring, shockingly, it was the shape of the young Daoist from before.
This person was covered in cracks, with purple veins densely interwoven like a spider's web, as if someone had forcefully glued them together using the purple flesh as an adhesive.
