Two days later, outside Beili City, at the entrance of the charitable estate.
The night was tranquil, with a waning moon hanging high, soft as fluff, light as a floating cloud, varying in depth, seemingly there and yet not.
Under a large tree stood two figures, An Jing and Luo Chongyang.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
An Jing's body was still actively cycling the "Nameless Heart Scripture," absorbing the spiritual energy from heaven and earth, nurturing his essence blood.
According to this pace, he wouldn't need the several years Luo Chongyang spoke of. Half a year might suffice for a nearly full recovery.
But, half a year was still a very long time for An Jing.
Luo Chongyang's eyes flickered with light as he said, "Tomorrow, during the Yin hour, which is also when the Yin energy is the strongest, is the best time to enter the cave."
An Jing nodded, "Then we shall rest at this charitable estate for a moment."
However, they only needed to wait in this place for a day and a night.
