Zhongli groaned as his rut started impacting his mental and physical health. He is the type of alpha to handle ruts on his own and not rely on medication or a partner to help him through it. As an immortal, ruts don't usually impact him this bad, but for some reason, his current one is quite intense.

He sat on the knees of his statue, trying to maintain some composure while quietly grunting in pain every now and then due to the constant waves of heat and lust.

"When will this ever end?.."