Normally, divine cores are very durable, being the most solid part of a deity.
However, no matter how powerful something is, there's always a limit. Ye Yun, at this moment, had long surpassed that red line of death and was speeding further away.
"Are there any pills to restore origin? Does anyone have one?"
Qian Ling frowned. She didn't have any herself and could only ask those around her.
But pills for restoring origin, and even rare heavenly treasures, were exceptionally scarce. Not even a single one could be found among their current spoils.
As for the others from the Lingluo Domain, they all shook their heads, stating they were powerless.
This greatly worried Qian Ling. Was she really going to watch her savior suffer internal injuries?
At this critical juncture, she seemed to recall something.
"Right, there's still that!"
She revealed a look of joy to herself.
After speaking, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair, slender wrist.
Seeing this, the Heavenly God also seemed to realize something and said with a hint of surprise.
"Your Highness, you don't mean to..."
Clearly, he already knew what his princess intended to do.
Qian Ling nodded slightly, sighing.
"No matter what, this is what I owe him. It's also the best solution."
He had saved her, and had saved all of them. As their benefactor, she absolutely would not allow him to suffer irreparable harm because of it.
The others fell silent. As high-ranking deities of the Lingluo Domain, most of them were aware of their Princess Qian Ling's special nature.
Qian Ling's immense cultivation talent was largely due to her possessing a special, powerful bloodline.
The effect of this bloodline allowed her to possess incredible recovery abilities even when suffering severe injuries.
Thus, her blood, in a way, was also an extremely rare restorative treasure!
With this in mind, Qian Ling's intention became very clear...
She looked at the sleeping Ye Yun in her arms, pursed her lips, and slowly extended her hand. With the other, she conjured a dagger and gently cut her wrist.
Crimson blood flowed from the wound. Even to the naked eye, one could see threads of gold flowing within the bright red blood...
...
After Ye Yun had fainted earlier, he had completely lost consciousness.
But gradually, he felt himself dimly waking up, though not fully awake.
Remaining in that state between sleep and wakefulness, he sensed a strong metallic taste in his mouth, and a warm power flowed into every part of his body through his mouth. Especially the once cold divine core area, which gradually felt warm and comfortable.
In a daze, he half-opened his eyes. The figure before him was blurry and ethereal, gradually shifting into a familiar one, yet he couldn't be sure if it was the person he had in mind.
Finally, he instinctively called out.
"Xingwu, my wife?"
In such a special moment, people tend to see the person before them as the one they care about most in their heart, and Ye Yun was no exception.
However, after speaking, before he could confirm the identity of the person before him, a strong wave of sleepiness washed over him again, completely swallowing his hazy consciousness.
Moments later, Ye Yun had fainted once more.
Qian Ling, who was holding him, withdrew her arm and looked at Ye Yun, feeling a complex mix of emotions.
"They really are a match made in heaven..."
To be able to call out the other person's name at a time like this, such a divine romance, made her feel indescribably envious, even jealous.
The surrounding Lingluo Domain deities all sighed silently.
They had all witnessed their Princess Qian Ling's feelings for Ye Yun, but reality was often not as they wished.
Qian Ling's face was somewhat pale due to the significant blood loss and her depleted strength.
However, she didn't care about that. Her gaze fell upon the golden banner beside Ye Yun, and she sighed softly.
"This guy really knows how to surprise people. To actually keep such a powerful divine artifact as a trump card..."
The scene from earlier, even recalling it now, was still quite shocking.
The appearance of an army of thousands of Heavenly God-level beings was something they had never dared to imagine before.
The Heavenly God expert who had been examining Ye Yun's body nodded in agreement and sighed.
"Indeed. Just using it for a while has drained him to this extent. It's probably a divine artifact of Rank Seven or above, right?"
Since they hadn't actually seen it, their guesses were limited, and no one could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary golden banner was a genuine Rank Nine divine artifact!
But to be able to almost drain a peak Star God in such a short time, its rank would not be low.
Qian Ling said with a complex expression.
"Yes, he is truly an incredible person..."
From the first time she met him, he had brought her immense shock.
Later, time and again, he had continuously refreshed her understanding with his actions!
And now, he had single-handedly created a stir comparable to the peak power of an entire Level Three Great World, which was almost unimaginable...
After a long while, Qian Ling looked around and gave an order.
"Let's gather the spoils and head back home."
After all, a considerable portion of the treasures obtained in the secret realm were still in those people's spatial rings, and they certainly couldn't be left behind!
Before long, the scene was cleared, and everyone began their grand journey back.
...
Meanwhile, the slumbering Ye Yun had a long-lost, beautiful dream.
He dreamt he was in a state of exhaustion, soaking in a super comfortable hot spring.
The pleasant water temperature continuously restored his weary body.
After a very, very long time, Ye Yun slowly opened his eyes...
"Hmm? Where is this..."
What greeted his eyes was an unfamiliar ceiling.
Looking around, he saw an unfamiliar bed and room.
Perhaps he had been unconscious for a while, as Ye Yun felt his thoughts were a bit muddled, and for a moment, he couldn't recall what had happened.
Ye Yun frowned. Just as he was about to jump out of bed like a carp, the intense pain and weakness throughout his body from the slightest movement made him gasp and fall straight back onto the bed.
"Hiss, what's going on?"
Ye Yun's face twitched, and he took several ragged breaths.
He could only replay what had happened earlier in his mind. After a long time, the scenes from the secret realm and the ambush he had faced, and how he had used the Rank Nine divine artifact to counterattack, gradually resurfaced in his mind.
"Alright, it seems I might have overdone it..."
Ye Yun finally understood the cause and effect of everything.
"Alas, as expected, I shouldn't casually use divine artifacts of that level. My divine power is truly like a drop in the ocean..."