In a flame pagoda by the red giant, an immortal and a god were apparently linked by predestination.0

Xu Qing’s eyes glittered. Starryeyes’ expression was one of despair. Shē had assumed that this human shē hated so much would actually say something to hēr. So shē wanted to say something first.0

“You—”0

Shē had no chance to finish what shē was going to say. Xu Qing was not a fan of wasting time, so before shē could finish, he reached toward hēr....1

It was as if a gravitational force latched onto Starryeyes and dragged hēr toward Xu Qing. When shē arrived, his hand latched onto a very familiar location. Hēr throat!7

The moment his hand clamped down, shē felt terror explode within hēr. Acting with instinctive speed, Xu Qing began to drain hēr ringsource. As the ringsource flowed out, shē felt that same sensation, like hēr soul was being extracted.9

The ringsource flowed into Xu Qing’s hand to nourish his immortal embryo, his soul, and everything else about him. A sensation he had not experienced in some time filled him, and his mood immediately improved. It was a flavor he had sighed about many times...7