The Seventh Palace Master smiled wryly and remained silent.
He knew that the Evil Path Hall had deep foundations and was absolutely not easy to deal with.
Even though You Wuxie was defeated this time, the Evil Path Palace clearly had even stronger experts.
Inside the stone room, everyone quietly remained by David’s side, waiting for him to wake up.
The sky outside slowly brightened, and sunlight penetrated the clouds, illuminating the ruined square and the hope in everyone’s hearts.
Three days later, inside that stone room.
David’s fingertips twitched slightly, and his eyelids slowly opened. A flash of confusion crossed his eyes, which was then replaced by clarity.
He supported his body, feeling the tingling pain in his meridians, but the tearing sensation that made him feel like he was going to faint had subsided significantly. Although the spiritual energy in his dantian was not abundant, it was more condensed than before the battle.
Although the fierce battle severely injured him, it also deepened his understanding of sword intent under extreme pressure.
“You have got up?”
Huo Jingjing remained by the bed. When she saw him open his eyes, he suddenly stood up, his eyes immediately turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs: “How do you feel? Is there still pain?”
David raised his hand and put it on Jingjing’s shoulder, his fingertips touched Jingjing’s slightly cold hand, and then said softly, “It’s okay, Jingjing.”
Mo Qingyun came in from outside carrying a bowl of spiritual porridge. His gaze fell on her face, and seeing that her expression had stabilized, he said slowly, “Seventh Palace Master said that you have turned misfortune into blessing this time. Under the influence of the medicine and sword intent, your body is stronger than before.”
Hu Mazi, with a blade of grass hanging out of his mouth, squatted in a corner and chuckled, “Kid, you’re tough! That old ghost You Wuxie only has his soul left, so I don’t think he dares to stay in the Third Heaven. He’s probably already gone to the Fourth Heaven.”
David took the spiritual porridge and drank it bite by bite. Warm spiritual energy flowed down his throat, warming his limbs and bones.
He put down his bowl, his eyes darkened: “Wherever he runs, I will chase him.”
“David!” Huo Jingjing exclaimed worriedly, “You’ve just recovered from your injuries. Fourth Heaven is a hundred times more dangerous than Third Heaven. Even if You Wuxie only has her soul, she might be able to find a chance to recover on Fourth Heaven. You”
“I know.” David interrupted his words, but his tone sounded firm. “If You Wuxie doesn’t die, wouldn’t the injuries I suffered be in vain?”
The Seventh Palace Master stepped in at that moment and sighed: “The Fourth Heaven is not easy to attain. Countless cultivators at the peak of the Loose Immortal Realm have become ashes because they failed to pass the lightning trial and were unable to reach the Fourth Heaven!”
“Right now you’re only at the sixth rank of the Free Immortal Realm, I’m afraid you’re unable to trigger the tribulation lightning and won’t be able to reach the fourth level!”
FAQ Novel
Q: What happens to the protagonist after the battle?
A: After sustaining injuries, the protagonist receives a powerful medicinal pill for recovery.
Q: What are the immediate concerns discussed following the conflict?
A: The aftermath includes discussions about potential future dangers and the implications of the recent confrontation with the Evil Path Palace.
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