Jiang Xiaobai hit the nail on the head.
Qiongyu nodded, "Indeed, it's incomplete. I only stood by that dry well for a while and was affected like this."
"I had always felt that if I could enter that dry well, perhaps all troubles could be solved."
"But I have already violated the taboo, naively thinking that as long as I didn't mention it again, the elven race would not drive me away."
"Even if they treated me as a marginal figure, as a freak, it would be fine."
"Unfortunately..."
Qiongyu spoke without a trace of expression on her face, her voice was chilly.
Just like a robot.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't have much to say about this, but now it seemed that the key might lie within the dry well.
Using dan medicine to suppress such power was not a long-term solution after all.
As time passed, the efficacy of the suppression would weaken.
On the contrary, at a certain moment in the end, it might stimulate the power to burst forth completely, absorbing Qiongyu entirely as nourishment!