Fang Zhou originally thought he could control this explosive desire.

After all, his control over his body had reached a completely new level, precise enough to target a single muscle or even a segment of a blood vessel.

But when the true eruption arrived, Fang Zhou realized his underestimation of it.

The desire surging from the depths of his heart was not just physiological, but more of a psychological craving, a cost of using Saint Mode, not something that could be eliminated just by controlling the body.

"Are you okay?"

Ming Aoshuang's voice sounded, and she appeared at the edge of the spring.

Fang Zhou was silently circulating his technique to resist the burgeoning lust and truly had no time to respond to Ming Aoshuang, nor to embody a master of hand movement.

Ming Aoshuang sensed something was wrong and flew over, looking down at Fang Zhou soaking in the spring.

At the first glance she took at Fang Zhou, she exclaimed, "What happened to you?"

The skin of Fang Zhou exposed above the water was already red and swollen, and his boiling body temperature was turning the spring water into steam.

Fang Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of struggle within.

Yet Ming Aoshuang flew down to the water's surface, approached Fang Zhou, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

Looking at the delicate face so close, feeling the sweet fragrance of feminine breath, Fang Zhou couldn't hold back anymore.

"Do you remember what I said? I need you to lend a hand, help me with a small favor..."

Fang Zhou said breathlessly, his exhalations carrying high heat, feeling like the fire within him was about to burn him up.

Ming Aoshuang quickly responded, "Of course I didn't forget. What do you need me to do?!"

Fang Zhou hesitated for a few seconds, but ultimately repeated his request.

Ming Aoshuang was initially stunned, and then her fair face swiftly blushed red, her eyes widened with disbelief: "What did you say?!"

Fang Zhou could only repeat his request once again.

Before he finished speaking, Ming Aoshuang shouted in shame and anger, "Stop! I didn't expect you to be so shameless..."

She wanted very much to curse him as a shameless cad, but recalling Fang Zhou's hardships and sacrifices during this period, she couldn't voice it.

Fang Zhou was also very embarrassed initially, but seeing Ming Aoshuang's reaction, he felt more at ease.

"It's a flaw in my technique, and it's all to leave this place earlier, otherwise do you think I actually want to? I've already made such a big sacrifice, and you're still blaming me?"

"This..."

Ming Aoshuang was left speechless by this rebuttal, yet felt something was amiss.

Fang Zhou gave her no time to think, continuing, "You vowed to help before, and this is just a small task. If you couldn't do it, you shouldn't have agreed in the first place."

Keeping promises was Ming Aoshuang's Achilles heel. Being confronted like this by Fang Zhou, Ming Aoshuang suddenly felt like she'd fallen into her own trap.

She said with some discontent, "Aren't you already intimate with Yu Qing? Now you want me to do this for you, how would you face her?"

"I have my plans. Yu Qing is understanding and would see through my difficulties."

Fang Zhou was already on the verge of losing it, fighting the impulse to push Ming Aoshuang down.

"I'm not bothered as a man, why are you so fussy?"

This was clearly mocking Ming Aoshuang for her feminist stance.

Ming Aoshuang's face changed, but seeing Fang Zhou's eyes bloodshot with the unbearable pain he was in, her heart softened.

"You've said it yourself, so don't regret it later."

With a cold snort, Ming Aoshuang fell into the spring, biting her lip, she began to help Fang Zhou.

Despite putting on an indifferent front, her face was still blazing red, not knowing where to put her gaze.

Fang Zhou exhaled deeply in relief.

Thankfully, Ming Aoshuang was influenced by a matriarchal society, instinctively making her think it was the man who suffers.

Had it been under a normal worldview, she wouldn't have helped even if beaten to death.

Fang Zhou was compelled to seek Ming Aoshuang's help; otherwise, he couldn't manage the aftermath of the Saint Mode alone.

Doing it himself versus someone else doing it was entirely different, at least psychologically speaking.

Since the aftermath was mainly psychological, Fang Zhou couldn't solve it even if he flogged himself to bleeding.

He closed his eyes, continuing to circulate his technique to suppress the fire within.

After over two hours, the nearly numb Ming Aoshuang couldn't help but complain, "Isn't it done yet?"

Fang Zhou slowly opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and whispered, "Maybe it needs a change of method."

Ming Aoshuang asked in confusion, "What method?"

Fang Zhou, somewhat embarrassed, leaned over to her ear and explained again.

Ming Aoshuang's expression changed wildly: "You!! Don't even think about it!"

But Fang Zhou lay back with his hands behind his head, saying, "It's up to you, I don't mind, another few hours is no problem. By the way, where did Aya go? She seems to be coming back soon?"

Ming Aoshuang was suddenly struck at a vulnerable spot; she absolutely did not want Aya to see her like this.

She ultimately gave Fang Zhou a sharp glare, took a deep breath, and submerged herself in the spring again.

Over another hour later, with Ming Aoshuang's help, Fang Zhou finally resolved the aftermath of Saint Mode.

Ming Aoshuang looked as if she'd lost her mother, while Fang Zhou was refreshed.

"Hmm? You've broken through again?"

Ming Aoshuang then noticed that Fang Zhou's aura was entirely different from the Innate Realm.

Fang Zhou, in good spirits, with Ming Aoshuang's considerable help, was also more agreeable to her and said with a smile, "It's just a fluke, I'm now at the Void Core Realm."

Ming Aoshuang didn't know what to say.

When they first met, Fang Zhou's power was noticeably inferior to hers, but in this short period, he easily surpassed her by far.

This struck a blow to the self-proclaimed genius, Ming Aoshuang.

But she also witnessed Fang Zhou's efforts for the three of them to escape this place.

Hence, Ming Aoshuang was willing to help Fang Zhou. Otherwise, she wouldn't have considered it.

Just then, Aya returned, her task was to patrol the area around the spring, ensuring no Abyssal creatures approached.

When she came back, she glanced meaningfully at Fang Zhou and Ming Aoshuang but said nothing, appearing oblivious.

Ming Aoshuang pretended as if nothing happened, sighing internally.

Yet she was unaware, Aya had already returned a while ago but tactfully didn't approach and quietly left again.

Neither Fang Zhou nor Aya exposed Ming Aoshuang's ostrich-minded attitude, though in Aya's eyes, Fang Zhou was already deemed a scoundrel playing with relationships.

Fang Zhou felt a bit wronged, as the only person he'd been with was Cheng Xing, which was quite pure.

Sadly, there was no way to explain clearly to Aya.

Upon reaching the Golden Core Realm, Fang Zhou wasn't in a rush to venture out for more experience, instead, he took out the Sword Box to crack the Qimen Dunjia technique within.

Trying to figure out the use of the Heavenly Repair Stone from scratch was too challenging; Fang Zhou had no clues thus far.

Now the only hope was to rely on the Qimen Dunjia technique.

He hoped this Kunlun Ruins Hidden Sect's treasured artifact could help the three of them escape their predicament.

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