The Strange Grass saw that Yun Chujiu's immortal soul was once again controlled by his own deathly aura and was extremely pleased. The four leaves swayed back and forth. As long as there were sufficient medicinal pills, it could grow very quickly and no longer be restricted by this little brat!
Days passed day by day. Di Beiming saw that Yun Chujiu did not get better and became more and more anxious. The longer time passed, the more disadvantageous it was for Little Jiu. Could it be that he really could not help at all?
Di Beiming racked his brains and finally thought of an extremely dangerous method. He was willing to take the risk! If he succeeded, Little Jiu would recover as usual. If he failed, at most, his main body would be in the same state as hers.
"An Feng, protect me. My main body will leave my primordial spirit and enter Little Jiu's consciousness," Di Beiming said calmly.
"What?! Are you crazy?!" An Feng was so scared that he almost fainted.