After several days without spiritual power replenishment, Ye Haochuan also felt that the spiritual energy in his body had been substantially consumed, not even half of his full capacity. Zhu Qingshuang was in an even worse state, with less than one-third remaining.
They both knew that once the spiritual energy in their dantian was depleted, they would become two dried corpses in this desert, just like everyone else.
"Ha ha, I finally found you!" A tempting figure blocked their path, letting out a seductive laugh.
"Du Meixue? It's really a narrow path for enemies to meet!" Ye Haochuan recognized the newcomer and sneered, "It seems you really haven't learned your lesson. Do you want me to humiliate you again? Or do you have a masochistic tendency?"
Recalling the unbearable past, Du Meixue didn't show a trace of anger but instead smiled slightly and said, "Really? If you think you're capable, go ahead and humiliate me again?"
