The Sky Poison Pearl
Liver Test 1

“However, you don't need to be too nervous. The third test is the heart test. It does not involve fighting, it involves choices in your heart. If you are strong enough to pursue power, even if you have weak strength, there is a chance that you can easily pass through it. On the other hand, if you do not have enough determination, passing your life in the mortal world can also be an option. After all, power is not everything in life.”

"Are you ready?"

Liver test?

As a human being with two lives, after many times experiencing the limits of life and death, the least he should fear was the test of the heart, right?

"Praise"; these few words caused Yun Che's heart to calm down. Even when facing the extremely low passing rate mentioned by the phoenix spirit, he was not as nervous as when he faced the first and second examinations. Without hesitation, Yun Che immediately nodded: "Let's get started."

"As you wish .. I wish you success."

The phoenix spirit eyes disappeared and the pitch-black world began to distort once more. Yun Che felt his body being swept away by the storm and started to float within the distorted space. He closed his eyes and muttered in his heart: “Let me see what exactly this heart test is. The only thing that can destroy my mental state…. There shouldn't be any more.

In the darkness, he could feel his consciousness starting to gradually blur. This caused him to immediately open his eyes warily, but the burden on his mind was unbearable. His vision and consciousness became increasingly blurred until his mind became calm.

When he regained consciousness, a mild pain radiated from various parts of his body. His body was also extremely weak, as if recovering from a severe wound. The tip of his nose was filled with the faint smell of blood.

What the hell is going on? Why is my body so weak? It's like I just received a serious wound... Also, this feeling, this scent... Why does it feel so familiar?

He opened his eyes slowly. In his gradually improving outlook, he realized where he was. It was a very simple bamboo house that contained a few simple tables. One small table was also made of bamboo and its surface was covered with all sorts of medicine bottles and gauze. The other combined table was filled with all kinds of healing tools, as well as a pile of white cloth covered in fresh blood.

A strong medicinal aroma and blood permeated the entire room. Only a thin blanket covering his body gave off a light and warm aroma. Looking through a simple bamboo window, he saw a rope where a row of men's clothes were hung.

As his consciousness had recovered, as if struck by lightning, Yun Che suddenly sat on the bed. His gaze was blankly staring at the scene in front of him. His heart was like a small boat in the middle of a storm; swaying wildly….

This place is..… This place is…..

Crunched….

Clearly seeing where he was, Yun Che had already anticipated his appearance. However, in a split second he opened the door and entered, his heart started to beat violently. Both his eyes and expression were fixated and he could only stare blankly. It was as if the entire world had been drained of all its colors at that moment, and only its figure was left. All his emotions, all his thoughts, all his beliefs, all started to surge completely and violently. After crying, she believed she would never shed another tear in her entire life. But at this moment, he felt uncontrollable tears rushing in his eyes ...

His heart throbbed as if emotions that no longer belonged to him intertwined in chaos. He forgot where he was; forgot that he was still in the test. At this point, all of his emotions fused together and turned into weeping tears that came straight from his soul…

"Ling'er ... Ling !!"

Bang out!

The bamboo basket in the girl's hand fell to the ground. Looking at Yun Che who was sitting on the bed, her beautiful eyes revealed sincere happiness and shock. Rushing to the front of his bed, his expression panicked, yet he forced his voice to be so soft: “Sister Yun Che, you are awake.. Is your body still sick? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

With the girl's face just inches away from her, the childish air that only she possessed had a heavy impact on Yun Che's soul. His eyes brimmed with happiness, worry, anxiety, sadness and longing that was very hidden. Merely, he never dared to think that one day he could look into this pair of eyes again.

He gradually became dazed as he stared. His lips did not stop shaking, yet he could not say a word. At this moment, all of his thoughts had been completely shattered. The only thing left was the figure before his eyes that was imprinted so deeply in his soul, not even death could make him forget. Not caring about anything, he opened his bandaged arms and, to his surprise, "Ah!" from Ling'er, hug him tightly; so tightly that it was as if he was afraid he would leave him if he relaxed just a little.

"Sister Yun Che ..." Ling'er's body froze for a while before she hugged him back, leaning her entire body against his chest and whispering softly.

“Ling'er.. Ling’er.. Ling’er.”.

Yun Che knew how inappropriate he was right now. His heart has been broken. On top of her own cries, she could clearly hear the sound of crying and felt tears that could not stop flowing on her own face.

After a painful loss back then, this was a situation that could only appear in his dreams. The warmth in his heart was almost enough to make him stop beating; it made him feel that even if he were to die now, he would still be completely satisfied. If possible, she wanted to hug him forever and never let go of him again; no matter how much he had to pay for it.

Over the years, he had already gotten used to his presence, accustomed to treating him as his own refuge. Every time he was covered in blood and dying, he would desperately climb to the front of the small house he had built with his own two hands ... Whenever he needed warmth, he would not be able to help but come here ... Every time he frenzied and went crazy, he would also always come here in search of peace. And, he would always heal the wounds on his body and soul, time and time again. He would go to the river to catch fish for her, patting her on the back as if coaxing the baby to sleep. Only with him here, he was finally able to sleep until noon on the second day.

He was the only source of warmth at the time.