Shortly after the battle against Bai Hu Lie, Qingyi collapsed into a deep sleep, his body aching and his mind clouded by exhaustion.
It had been a very, very long time since he had last fought a battle that pushed him to the point of fainting.
Still, a sense of satisfaction washed over him.
He had intentionally held back the use of his bloodline until the very last moment, precisely to push himself to the limit.
Honestly, the result was more than positive, allowing him to better understand the raw strength of his own body.
Considering that Bai Hu Lie had fought with everything he had, it became even more evident just how absurd the strength Qingyi now possessed truly was.
Slowly, his eyelids opened, his vision still heavy with the drowsiness of rest.
It didn't take him long to realize that this wasn't the room assigned to him, the same one he used to share with Xue Hua and Rou'er.
He was in Rouxi's room.
