Sikong Ye chuckled: "I let him out? Then let him sense closely? Then accidentally crush him into a meat patty, right? Ning Zai Fei, you're dreaming!"
Heavenly King Flute snorted: "Am I that kind of person... I wouldn't attack a junior."
But that night, in the midst of battle, Heavenly King Flute was already feeling restless multiple times.
In the following days, Sikong Ye was very cautious in his defenses.
And Sikong Ye's cultivation was continuously recovering during these days; by the eighth day, it was evident that he had reached a brand new stage.
This made Heavenly King Flute's expression quite serious.
While he could still crush Sikong Ye, such progress made him feel a huge threat.
"Sikong Ye, you previously said a ten-day recovery, was that your estimate?"
Heavenly King Flute asked.
"That's right."
"But now it's only the eighth day, and you've already recovered."
