When Duncan opened his eyes, it was already night.
The blood on his body had become dry and sticky. The split skin had caked over and he felt incredibly hungry. But, his face contained a huge smile as he ruffled through his pack and retrieved the last blood wine he had in his possession.
By logic, Duncan should use this wine to break through to the eighth level of the Qi Gathering realm. But, Duncan didn't care about anything else at this moment. He opened the gourd and started drinking happily.
After indulging in his wine for a bit and Duncan opened his bag and found some spirit fruit he had foraged during the past month. He had filled his bag with them as he didn't know when he would get something to eat again.
