The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He wanted to get out of bed and pace about, but he had no choice but to give up on the idea because of the condition of his body. He had to rest and recuperate if he hoped to recover his spiritual force in the shortest time possible.
He would recover, even with his shattered dantian. He had to return to Lan'er's side - no matter the cost.
Si Mobai touched the Zhusha on his forehead. It was a seal. He needed spiritual force surpassing that of a high-levelled God Supreme to break the seal. Now that he had no spiritual force to work with, breaking the seal was near impossible.
"Lan'er, wait for me." Si Mobai's peach blossom eyes darkened. He clenched his fists, firming his resolve. He gave himself a month to recover. After a month, he would search for a way to repair his shattered dantian. He would not allow this setback to prevent him from cultivating again.
