Chapter 730: A Complete Transformation (9)

When piloting Qiyue during crafting, there was still one biggest problem.

That was the enormous drain on stamina!

Zhao Chi was now effectively splitting his focus in two, needing to manage four arms.

The stamina consumption was several times higher.

Even though Qiyue's "Blood Thirst" granted a hefty stamina bonus, it still couldn't plug the drain.

Perhaps once he grew used to splitting his focus, he could save quite a bit of stamina.

But it wasn't just severe stamina drain—there was also morale and mood.

After burning through 6 Quick-Craft Talismans, he couldn't push any further.

In theory, he should have been able to use about 12 in a row.

After all, Zhao Chi's physique had now risen to 6 points, and Qiyue was helping share the discomfort.

But Qiyue's morale and mood had already dropped far too low.

Crafting efficiency had also become very poor.

It wasn't that he couldn't keep going—the efficiency was just too low.

Time to rest.

Qiyue felt deeply guilty. 【I'm sorry, my lord. It's my fault. I've held back your progress.】

Zhao Chi comforted her. 【Don't say that. These are things you can't control. What you've done is already excellent. Let's rest a bit and then continue.】

Qiyue: 【Really, my lord? I feel like crying right now.】

Her morale had sunk far too low.

Her mood was utterly dejected as well.

The mood bonus from Carefree Spring and the mood bonus from bloodsucking were still in effect.

But they had all been completely offset.

There was nothing for it but to rest.

Zhao Chi could clearly sense her deep self-blame, along with a state of utter discouragement.

The first time Zhao Chi had crafted on his own, he had felt this same thing.

You truly cannot fight against the system's rules.

Later, Zhao Chi had always been pairing with Tang Ruan for crafting, and that kind of feeling had been offset by Tang Ruan's masochistic tastes, so Zhao Chi never experienced anything like it again.

It seemed Tang Ruan and Qiyue each had their own strengths.

Qiyue was suited for burst-style crafting—producing a large batch of finished goods in a short time.

Tang Ruan was suited for steady crafting—able to work for long stretches, squeezing out every last drop of stamina.

The body piloting technique's time expired, and Zhao Chi disengaged from Qiyue's body.

The lovely Qiyue wore a worried frown.

Zhao Chi couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

He hurried over and held her, comforting her at length.

Because Qiyue really had already done excellently.

If it had been an ordinary person—say, Zhao Chi crafting on his own—the efficiency would certainly have been far below piloting Qiyue, by at least five times.

She had absolutely no reason to blame herself.

After Zhao Chi's comfort, Qiyue's mood and morale both recovered a little.

"Alright, let's both go rest. A good sleep will fix everything."

Qiyue wouldn't let go of him in his arms.

"My lord, will you stay with me for a while? Please?"

"Of course."

"Can you hold me while I sleep?"

"No problem!"

Zhao Chi didn't waste any more words.

He simply carried her straight into the Lord's residence.

He had truly intended to get a proper sleep, but the moment Zhao Chi undressed and held Qiyue close—

That ultimate softness and warmth washed over him again.

Zhao Chi immediately rose to the occasion.

Qiyue: "My lord… you don't have to hold back. Come, I'm willing."

"But you only just… this afternoon in the battle. You're still hurt down there."

"Sister Gu Qing already healed me so it wouldn't affect the fighting."

"I see."

"Mm, come, my lord."