Hu Jiaojiao slept, and it stretched into a full half-month.
Wang Chen guarded her side for half a month, even missing the doctrine conference at Green Cloud Palace of Taiwu Mountain.
But to Wang Chen, that was trivial.
What he cared about most was whether Hu Jiaojiao could survive this ordeal.
According to Elder Yao, Transformation was the most challenging hurdle for a Fiend to overcome; a failure could mean either loss of all Cultivation Level or death on the spot.
Hu Jiaojiao was now curled up on the soft couch, radiating a faint glow, and an invisible wave spread out from her in all directions, containing a bizarre charm.
Wang Chen stayed close by, gaining insight.
Although the power hierarchy of the Mist Mountain Realm was far inferior to that of the Haotian Realm, it had its strict laws.
Within just one year, Wang Chen had cultivated from an ordinary person to a Transcendent level, touching the origin of this world, and he had also received the support of Fate.
