In the courtyard, Ye Ming was bathed in a red glow, resembling a Fire God incarnate, yet his complexion appeared unusually pale.
This was due to the aftereffects of forcibly using the power within his Dantian.
Originally, his Dantian could sustain for about half a month before completely collapsing.
But now, he feared he could only last a few days.
However, Ye Ming felt no regret in his heart; as long as he could secure a spot for Ye Chen in the talent recruitment, even if he became crippled, it would be worth it.
After all, only by becoming a student of the Celestial Flame Academy could Ye Chen hope to preserve his life.
Otherwise, once Ye Ming completely lost his cultivation, he could no longer protect him.
"Hmph! Ye Ming, do you know who this gentleman is?" Ye Kun did not immediately leave but sneered at Ye Ming, his eyes full of schadenfreude.
