Time flies, and a month passed in an instant.
Xu Ping finally returned to Thousand Leaves Mountain, tired and dusty.
He went straight to the cultivation chamber, sat cross-legged on the mat, and began to regulate his breathing to restore his Mana.
He closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and guided the Mana within him to circulate slowly.
After a few hours of regulating his breathing, Xu Ping felt his Mana had returned to its peak state.
He slowly opened his eyes, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in them.
Then, he took out the Blood Marrow Vermilion Fruit he had obtained earlier, examined it once again, and placed it in his mouth without hesitation.
The Blood Marrow Vermilion Fruit melted as soon as it entered his mouth, transforming into a warm stream of air that flowed down his throat into his abdomen.
This stream carried an immense life force, and as it passed through, the Mana in his meridians seemed nourished, becoming more active.
