Chapter 1597 — Struggles of the Heart: I Don't Even Like Him, and the One He Loves Is Tang Zhi? But... Do I Really Not Like Him?
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And so, the two of them broke into song inside the bathroom, their spirits suddenly invigorated...
Wei Zhao's energy and the drug's potency locked in a brutal, grinding struggle. Under the sheer agony, wisps of white vapor began rising from his forehead — he was so hot he was literally steaming.
"Sister Yaoyao, this is bad — Arrow Bro is going to catch fire!" Shen Yushu cried out in alarm when she saw the white steam billowing from Wei Zhao's head.
"What?! Then... what do we do?" Gu Mengyao was no less frightened. "Shall we turn the air conditioning up to the max?"
Shen Yushu quickly located the remote control and cranked the air conditioning to its coldest setting. But although the cold air was blasting away, the steam on Wei Zhao's forehead didn't diminish even slightly — it kept billowing forth as before, thick with heat.
"How about we find two fans and cool him down that way? That might help him feel a bit better, right?" Seeing that the air conditioning wasn't doing the trick, Shen Yushu suggested.
"Good idea!" Gu Mengyao was grasping at every straw she could. The hotel room happened to have banana leaf fans on hand, so each of them grabbed one and began fanning Wei Zhao from his left and right sides!
He watched their efforts from where he sat, but the effect was negligible. Wei Zhao, however, no longer had the strength to speak — he was clenching his jaw tight, channeling his inner power to dissolve the desire raging within him.
Energy gathered around Wei Zhao's body, surging into him at an incredible speed, only to be consumed and dispersed in his struggle against the drug. The sheer rate at which he absorbed energy left Wei Zhao thunderstruck — surely he wouldn't need this much energy even when breaking through to a higher realm?
Yet the drug did indeed require that vast amount of energy to be neutralized. While Wei Zhao found it utterly unbelievable, he was also secretly alarmed — where on earth had Zhong Yongliang gotten hold of such a tyrannical drug? Could Zhang Naipao have given it to him? Thinking back on it now, that possibility wasn't entirely out of the question...
"Elder Jiao, this drug is far too potent — I'm barely holding on!" Wei Zhao struggled desperately, continuously absorbing energy to neutralize the drug's effects in his body.
"Oh? Then just take care of it," Elder Jiao said.
"Take care of it? How?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Five against one." Elder Jiao replied. "Although this drug seems outrageously potent, the fact that your true qi can dissolve it proves that physical intercourse isn't the only solution. So you could handle it yourself with your own hand — though given how powerful this drug is, it'll probably take a good hour or two."
"..." Black lines instantly crisscrossed Wei Zhao's forehead. Spend one to two hours in the bathroom jacking off? Are you kidding me? If Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu weren't right there it might be one thing — but they were both present! If he went now, wouldn't they just die of laughter?
"Anything else?" Wei Zhao asked, utterly helpless.
"Then you'll just have to keep dissolving it!" Jiao Yazi said. "With your current strength and the boundless energy of the jade pendant space, you can certainly neutralize it — it will just take considerably longer..."
"As long as it can be dissolved, that's all that matters!" Wei Zhao gritted his teeth and resolved to carry on.
An hour later, Zhong Yongliang and Gao Xiaofu had finally taken care of their business — both of them on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. At this point, neither of them could so much as raise an arm.