Time swiftly passed, and the sun shifted from noon to morning, marking the passage of a day.
Inside a room within the Wudang sect, Ling Han stood, his gaze fixed on the unconscious figure of Long Tian lying on the bed.
It had been a full day since Long Tian suddenly collapsed, unconscious.
The door unexpectedly creaked open, and two figures entered—Shi Huang and an elderly man named Chu Zhou.
"Is Long Tian still not awake?" Shi Huang inquired, concern etched on his face.
"No, there's been no sign of him stirring," Ling Han replied, shaking his head.
Shi Huang nodded thoughtfully, then turning his attention to Chu Zhou. "Elder Chu, your healing expertise might prove beneficial here," he suggested.
"Let me see," Chu Zhou said, approaching Long Tian's bedside.
