Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Henry Shaw felt his dantian, only to be struck by a tearing pain so intense that sweat poured down his forehead in large drops.

The dantian is divided into nine grades: the lowest is first-grade, the highest is ninth-grade. The higher the grade, the more qi it can gather, and the faster one’s cultivation progresses.

How vicious, Harold Shaw!

Henry Shaw knew that Harold Shaw’s purpose this time was to completely destroy all his hopes.

He already had a grade-less dantian, and now the other’s punch had utterly destroyed it, making it impossible to repair—his hopes were completely shattered.

At this moment, Henry Shaw thought of his loving parents. But in hidden clans, there are secret formations that completely isolate the family from the outside world. Unless permitted by the clan, they simply cannot leave. Thinking of how his parents had used all the resources allocated to them by the clan for his cultivation, leaving themselves still at only the first level of Qi Refining, Henry Shaw felt a deep sense of guilt.

Is it really going to end like this?

Henry Shaw was filled with deep unwillingness.

Suddenly, heavy rain began to pour, but Henry Shaw had no intention of seeking shelter, letting the rain beat down on him as countless thoughts flooded his mind.

Time passed bit by bit, and Henry Shaw stood up.

The effect of that pill was pretty good; it had already stabilized Henry Shaw’s injuries.

Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Henry Shaw got up and walked along the riverbank.

Today, Henry Shaw’s path to immortality was completely cut off. Thinking that he could never take revenge, Henry Shaw felt lost.

Henry Shaw even thought about jumping into the river to end his life, but deep inside, he was still unwilling. Was he really going to live on in such humiliation?

Suddenly, Henry Shaw heard shouting ahead. He saw a woman looking at the river and then jumping in.

Looking toward the river, he saw a little girl struggling in the middle of the water, and the woman was desperately swimming toward her child.

Save them!

At this moment, Henry Shaw wasn’t thinking about himself anymore. Without hesitation, he quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his shorts, and dove into the water.

The river, swollen from the rain, was full of hidden currents. Henry Shaw swam quickly toward the little girl, who was clearly in danger.

The child’s hands struggled above the water for a moment before she sank. Henry Shaw dove under, groping around for a while before finally grabbing hold of the child’s clothes. With a powerful push, he lifted her to the surface.

Supporting the child with one hand, he swam toward the shore.

By now, some onlookers had gathered on the bank, and a few people had jumped in to save the woman, but none of them seemed to be good swimmers.

“Get the child to shore!”

Henry Shaw shoved the child into the hands of a young man and shouted, then swam toward the woman.

By this time, the woman had already gone under.

Henry Shaw dove under again, searching around.

Found her!

Henry Shaw grabbed a hand.

At that moment, something unexpected happened— the woman clung tightly to Henry Shaw, wrapping both his arms in a death grip.

When Henry Shaw tried to break free, a mouthful of blood surged up—he knew his internal injuries had been triggered by the exertion.

The woman’s strength was immense, as if she’d grabbed a lifeline. Her whole body clung to Henry Shaw like an octopus, her legs wrapping powerfully around him.

All Henry Shaw could feel was a large, soft chest pressed tightly against his face, making it hard to move away.

The woman was very beautiful, her clothes lifted by the water, exposing snowy white skin that was pressed intimately against Henry Shaw’s face.

This seductive situation scared Henry Shaw half to death. If this went on, he’d be done for.

If it were before, Henry Shaw could have easily broken free with his cultivation, but today, with his dantian just destroyed, he simply couldn’t break free underwater.

The undercurrents swirled, and Henry Shaw let out a breath, his body sinking.

Damn it!

Henry Shaw really wanted to curse. He hadn’t expected that trying to save this woman would end up with her clinging to him.

Choking on water, Henry Shaw was dragged down even further by the woman.

I’m going to die!

With no more oxygen, sinking in the water, Henry Shaw realized for the first time that this feeling was far from pleasant.

His breathing was already labored, and the woman’s ample chest was blocking his mouth and nose, making it impossible to hold his breath any longer.

Suddenly, Henry Shaw felt a jolt in his dantian, and then sensed a stream of energy entering it. Instinctively, he looked and saw a golden stream of qi swirling in his damaged dantian, not leaking away as it usually did during cultivation.

In his desperation, Henry Shaw didn’t think much, naturally guiding the golden qi toward his legs. With a powerful kick, he was propelled to the surface by a surge of buoyancy.

“He’s surfaced!”

“They finally made it!”

“That was close!”

“This young man is something else!”

“I thought that kid was done for too!”