Ning Fan's injuries were very severe, and it wasn't until the following night that he slowly opened his eyes and took a long breath.
After a day and a night, his internal injuries had almost completely healed.
Upon opening his eyes, what he saw was the fire that kept burning in front of him. There was a thick layer of ash beneath the fire, a clear sign that it had been burning for a very long time.
Next to the fire was the figure of Hua Nishang, continuously adding wood to the fire.
As Ning Fan recovered from his cultivation for a day and a night, she had kept watch over him for the same duration.
She had suffered two nearly fatal injuries already, and now, after staying up for a day and a night, the petulance and playfulness that had been on her face had completely disappeared, replaced by utter exhaustion.
"Ning Fan, you're awake?"
Seeing Ning Fan awaken, Hua Nishang quickly came over with concern and asked, "How are you? Have you recovered?"
