Ling Tianyu tidied up his bedroom, as his cultivation didn't really require much: just comfortably fitting clothes. Suits definitely weren't comfortable for cultivation, and even crossing his legs would be problematic.
He did not rest that evening, instead, Ling Tianyu sat cross-legged on the floor, assessing the extent of the damage to the meridians within his body.
The Biyou Pill had restored a bit, but the damage to his meridians was still quite severe.
"This serious!" Although Ling Tianyu had anticipated some damage, he had not imagined it would be to this extent; seven or eight out of every ten of his meridians were damaged.
