Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Can you quickly think of ways to utilize every person and thing that appears in your life?

[Xie Weixing, with this kind of mindset, you'll succeed at anything you do.]

What kind of genius would think of making home appliances relieve pain on their own?

[I feel so sorry for her...]

[I'm so annoyed, boss, this is so lewd and cute, but can we really survive?]

The young prince is not yet twenty years old. He has been engaged in nothing but cultivation since childhood, and is basically at a loss when it comes to this kind of thing.

His expression was indifferent, but there was a faint sense of confusion in his eyes.

Looking at Xie Weixing, who was in so much pain in the bathtub that his veins were bulging, Tan Suiting frowned slightly. The next moment, he raised his hand without hesitation.

"A Thousand Threads Lock".

Water conducts electricity, and the dragon race's lightning power is too pure. He must concentrate fully and control every bit of spiritual power he uses, otherwise, if he makes a mistake, he could really die.

However, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Tan Suiting's forehead in a short while.

This is even more difficult than the training he received in the dragon race.

The lightning power contained within the Thousand Threads Lock made his whole body numb. Xie Weixing instantly felt himself come back to life, breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the bathtub.

Although the electric shocks were still quite painful, compared to the pain I had just experienced, this place felt like heaven.

Xie Weixing looked up and saw the Dragon Prince with a serious expression. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Little Dragon Prince, how can you be so kind?"

Tan Suiting's hand trembled, and he lost control of his spiritual power.

"Ah!" Xie Weixing winced as he was shocked by the electric shock, his eyes narrowing.

[Electric, electric, electric, this is directly electric]

[I can't take it anymore, it's so sweet, doesn't anyone else think so?]

[Xie Weixing, what's the meaning of saying "you're being electrocuted, so what's the point of calling it sweeping"?]

[I'm going to find the replay, I'm not kidding, to slowly savor how adorable His Highness the Crown Prince is here, all dazed and innocent.]

[Ah, youthful innocence, budding romance...it was all so beautiful.]

[This is Xie Weixing teasing his younger brother, isn't he?]

[I've wanted to say this before, what kind of cute nickname is "Little Dragon Prince"...]

[I remember Tan Suiting had a crush on Su Boyu... wouldn't this count as a mistress and a cheating man?]

[One of the male leads should just stick to liking the submissive character; getting involved with this cannon fodder is disgusting!]

[I've reported you! You're really something, stealing someone else's husband!]

[I don't know why you bunch of lunatics are trying to force some kind of cyber chastity onto Tan Suiting...]

[This is an observation room, not a novel. Everyone here is a living, breathing person, which is why people have to infiltrate to solidify the plot... Even the cannon fodder is acting so recklessly, aren't the other characters allowed to have their own thoughts?]

[I'm giving it a direct Thunder support]

"Just electrocute me already, Little Dragon Prince," Xie Weixing still had the energy to joke at this moment, curling his lips and staring straight at the other person, "My heart hurts so much."

The murky medicinal bath slid over the bare skin, leaving pale watermarks, shimmering water lines, and a clear outline of the Adam's apple and collarbone.

He wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Don't speak." Tan Suiting said expressionlessly, "You really will be electrocuted by me."

Xie Weixing:

See if I still dare to be provocative.

As time went by, the water in the bathtub became increasingly murky.

......

It was quiet for an unknown period of time.

"Well--!"

Xie Weixing's face turned deathly pale instantly. He grabbed Tan Suiting's wrist, his chest heaving violently.

"What's wrong?" Tan Suiting frowned, sensing the huge fluctuation of spiritual power in the person in front of him. Ignoring everything else, he grabbed the man's shoulder, his palm pressed against the smooth flesh. "Can you hold on?"

Xie Weixing strained until his fingertips turned white, and it took him a long time to prepare.

"puff--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

[Oh no, it's game over]

I already said it was only a matter of time before he reopened.

[Keep trying to steal the lead role and keep courting death. It's a miracle you're only dying now, you know? You'll never be as good as Xiao Yu Bao in this lifetime.]

[Wow, did they really ruin themselves?]

"Xie Weixing!" Tan Suiting helped the other person up.

The person before me was rapidly losing all their spiritual power, and they were like a withering exotic flower.

His heart was pounding. After a three-second pause, he turned and grabbed the clothes next to him, wrapped the person in them, carried them on his back, and sped away.

Cold Heart Lake is one of the places with the most concentrated spiritual energy in the entire back mountain. Usually, no one comes here except for Tan Sui Pavilion.

He placed the half-dead Xie Weixing into the misty pool.

The movement was rough; the force was not controlled properly, and water splashed everywhere.

Xie Weixing shivered from the cold, nearly choking, and struggled to open his eyes: "Cough! Little Dragon Prince..."

"Can you still hold on?" Tan Suiting grasped his hand, transferring his spiritual energy. Their long, slender fingers intertwined. "Xie Weixing?"

The young prince was still very young and had been well protected by his family and sect since childhood. This was the first time he had ever seen someone who was about to die.

Xie Weixing was somewhat surprised.

He never expected that this chosen one would genuinely save him.

[Why did Tan Suiting help him...?]

[If any cannon fodder dares to steal the protagonist's spot, they'd better just die!]

[If you're going to steal the main character's power, why not steal Xiao Yu Bao's? Xiao Yu Bao has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Cannon fodder is cannon fodder, a useless piece of trash.]

"What I mean is," Xie Weixing said, black blood oozing from his lips, making his words somewhat slurred, "you don't need to transfer spiritual power to me."

Tan Suiting was stunned, and subconsciously spoke the truth: "I want you to experience what it feels like for spiritual power to enter your spiritual root before you die."

Xie Weixing: ......

"Little Dragon Prince, has anyone ever told you that you have a hurtful way of speaking?"

Tan Suiting shook his head.

"Hmm," Xie Weixing shook off his hand, cut off the spiritual energy transmission, and carelessly wiped the blood from his chin and the corner of his lips with the back of his hand. "Be careful."

"What?"

Xie Weixing smiled at him, her face pale, but her peach blossom eyes were bright.

The next moment, he held up three fingers.

Tan Suiting didn't understand and frowned as he looked at the other person.

"Three, two." Xie Weixing uttered a single word, then bent down one finger, "One."

Tan Suiting was stunned.

The next moment, a huge vortex suddenly rose up, and he was violently shaken away by the spiritual energy fluctuations.

"boom--"

This attack was almost world-destroying, even frightening Tan Suiting's true form into revealing itself. A white dragon wreathed in lightning rapidly circled in the air.

Still shaken after landing, the young dragon prince stood expressionlessly by the Cold Heart Lake, looking at the energy field at the center where countless spiritual energies gathered.

As if drawn by an attraction, it tore into all the available spiritual energy around it.

Tan Suiting frowned, considering whether or not to report it to his master.

But such a grand display seems unnecessary.

Grandma Li, who raises pigs at the foot of the mountain, should have felt a slight tremor.