Chu Xuan was in a coma for a whole half month. After all, this time he really pushed himself to the limit, the first time in his immortal cultivation life that he had worn himself out to this extent.
Yet, after regaining consciousness, Chu Xuan still felt a great sense of joy. To snatch food from the hands of such a dangerous immortal corpse, how could he succeed without taking a desperate risk?
Fortunately, this evil creature had limited intelligence, allowing him to exploit a loophole. Otherwise, it would have been impossible.
Chu Xuan first examined his body's internal condition, and it was indeed dire. The Twelve-Story Tower and the five cities, regardless of whether they were lit or not, were all dim and even had multiple cracks.
The Nascent Soul was also listless, curled up like a baby with its eyes closed in the tower.
