As soon as Tan Jingfan escaped the flaming sphere that had nearly scorched him to death, he wasted no time in restoring his physical state to something resembling normalcy.
His body, still radiating heat, struggled to stabilize as he channeled his energy inward, soothing his overheated organs and forcing his core temperature back to equilibrium.
Beads of sweat evaporated into thin air, leaving behind a faint mist that clung to his skin like a ghostly shroud. His expression was tense, brows furrowed in concentration, as he silently prayed that his injuries wouldn't flare up again.
The last thing he needed was another setback in his cultivation.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ming's attention was elsewhere. His mind buzzed with curiosity and a hint of anticipation as they approached the residential area of the Heavenly Moon Sect.
