The sage was determined to die.

At first, he thought it would be a tug-of-war, a back-and-forth battle where one would win and the other would lose.

Seeing that the two of them were feeling so unwell, Ji Bai felt much better, and his angina symptoms were much milder.

However, he clutched his chest slightly, and the contorted pain on his face made him appear to be seriously injured.

Ji Bai patted the two of them on the shoulders, his voice halting, "How are you two doing now?"

The two shook their heads slightly and asked, "Angina pectoris? Do you have any guesses?"

"guess?"

Ji Bai pursed his lips, looking extremely distressed: "I suspect that we may have been assassinated."

Yan Ming: "Huh?"

Ji Bai nodded. He looked at Gongsun Yang, whose symptoms were obviously much more severe than Yan Ming's. Gongsun Yang looked as if he had been drained dry, exuding an aura of impending death.

Looking at the other person's face, Ji Bai suddenly had a thought and focused his attention on trying to transfer some of the other person's pain onto himself.

After a while, Ji Bai felt a slight stinging sensation in his hand. The stinging sensation was not strong, but rather like a needle pricking his hand.

After a while, Gongsun Yang felt much better. He then looked up at the two people and was about to speak when a surge of pain surged through his body again.

This action made Ji Bai's eyelids twitch.

Just now, he had a sudden thought and wanted to distract the other person from their pain.

It actually worked!

Then, he had another thought and wanted to redirect the pain back to his body.

Sure enough, Gongsun Yang, who had just recovered, collapsed to the ground in pain once again.

It seems that the invisible connection between them possesses a power far greater than Ji Bai had imagined.

Ji Bai's mind stirred again, and sure enough, Gongsun Yang's condition had improved considerably.

"My poisoning symptoms are so strange."

Gongsun Yang, who had just stood up, looked much paler. He scratched his head and said, "I feel like my condition fluctuates."

Yan Ming subtly increased the distance between himself and the man, feeling that the man might have injured his brain.

"If I'm not mistaken," Ji Bai sighed, "people who use the method I mentioned before will more or less experience these symptoms."

Yan Ming nodded in agreement at first, then, as if remembering something, asked, "Is there something wrong with that method?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ji Bai's face and couldn't help but show a hint of regret.

I wish I hadn't done it. I hope there won't be any lasting side effects...

Ji Bai could tell what this person was thinking just by looking at his expression.

"You're already on the wrong side of it."

Ji Ji Bai didn't explain, and with a completely heartless look on his face, he said to Gongsun Yang, "Feel your body again."

Gongsun Yang nodded, closed his eyes to feel the changes inside his body, and after a while opened his eyes with a strange expression.

"It's really strange," he said. "The more blood I vomit, the more I feel like I've reached a higher level."

Hearing him say that, Ji Bai wasn't surprised.

He had a vague premonition that the more frequently someone contacted him, the greater the price they would pay, and the more they would gain.

Looking at it this way, it's actually quite fair.

Hearing Gongsun Yang's words, Yan Ming also examined his own body, and after a while muttered softly, "Why don't I seem to have changed much..."