"Heh heh, don't worry, my Queen. I won't be careless this time."
Chu Feng said with full confidence.
Then, Chu Feng began his breakthrough attempt. Unfortunately… he failed this time.
Chu Feng tried three times in succession, but all three attempts ended in failure.
Chu Feng concluded that his comprehension of the martial path still wasn't deep enough — he needed to continue his insight.
Of course, Chu Feng had accumulated quite a lot this time around. In his view, although he had failed to break through to the fourth rank of True Immortal today, he was no longer far from reaching that level.
At that moment, Chu Feng turned his attention once again to Song Xi.
"Lord Chu Feng, how is Xi'er doing?" Song Xi's mother asked nervously.
"Don't worry, Madam. Although Song Xi is still in a coma, the fusion is proceeding smoothly. He should wake up in a few days," Chu Feng said.
In truth, Chu Feng was lying to Song Xi's mother.
Song Xi's condition was far from optimistic. Whether he would even wake up was still an open question.
But Song Xi's mother didn't have many days left — she was nearing the end. Chu Feng hoped she could pass in peace.
"If that's the case, then that's wonderful." Sure enough, seeing the earnest look on Chu Feng's face, the worry on Song Xi's mother's expression eased considerably.
"Lord Chu Feng, I know that I don't know when Xi'er will wake up."
"But I know that even if Xi'er does wake up, whether he can withstand the power of that inheritance is another matter entirely."
"If he can withstand it, that would be the best outcome. But if he can't, he will definitely go berserk — he'll become extremely dangerous."
"So Lord Chu Feng, I have an impolite request. I hope you won't stay here to watch over Xi'er any longer. Please leave as soon as you can."
"Please take these."
Song Xi's mother handed Chu Feng the key to open the great gate, the small banner that could free one from the Sacred Mountain's binding, and the Universe Bag.
"Madam, what are you doing?" Chu Feng asked.
"Lord Chu Feng, I'm begging you. I don't want Xi'er to hurt you."
"So please come back only after a year. If Xi'er can withstand the inheritance, he'll still be alive a year from now."
"But if he can't, then at least you can collect his body for him," Song Xi's mother said.
"Alright, Madam. I promise you." Chu Feng accepted the key and the small banner, but he did not take the Universe Bag.
"Lord Chu Feng, please take this as well. It will be useful to you," Song Xi's mother said.
"Madam, I'll have to decline." Chu Feng shook his head with a smile, firmly refusing to accept it.
If something truly happened to Song Xi, then Chu Feng would make use of the Universe Bag — he wasn't that stubborn a person.
But as long as Song Xi was still alive, Chu Feng would not touch it.
"Ai, Xi'er is truly fortunate to have met such a good person as you."
Song Xi's mother was moved to tears. From the fact that Chu Feng refused to take the Universe Bag, she could see that Chu Feng genuinely cared for Song Xi — that he truly considered Song Xi a friend.
But after two hours had passed, Song Xi's mother began growing weaker and weaker.
Chu Feng knew that her time had come — she was about to die.
Song Xi's mother had sensed this as well, and she crawled on her own into the coffin of Song Xi's father.
Before long, Song Xi's mother had lost all breath.
Chu Feng set up a formation over Song Xi's mother's body — one that would preserve the corpse for eternity.
After that, Chu Feng stayed for several more days, periodically setting up formations to help Song Xi whenever he could.
But in the end, this matter truly depended on Song Xi himself. There was very little Chu Feng could do.