At this moment, Zhao Lina had fallen into a coma. She had no idea that Ye Fan was helping her cultivate; she could only feel a scorching heat in her body, as if this heat was some kind of chemical reaction produced when Spiritual Energy fused with her flesh.
"So hot!" Even though Zhao Lina was unconscious, she could still sense the changes in her body, and a murmur slipped unconsciously from the corner of her lips.
The sound clearly fell into Ye Fan's ears, but he couldn't spare any attention to it. He could only calm his mind and continue helping Zhao Lina complete her cultivation.
