Without Tribulation Qi, Chu Zheng didn't even know whether his incarnated journey through tribulations was of any help to his original body.
—Thunk thunk—
The temple doors were knocked.
Chu Zheng rose from the pool, his hair smooth and no blood clinging to him, his height had abruptly surged to nearly ten feet tall, his muscles knotted like they were cast from gold and iron.
The growth in physical strength was inevitable for Chu Zheng, naturally revealing a few anomalies.
He casually pulled out a piece of battle armor, and Chu Zheng remotely opened the room door:
"Come in."
Gu Zhenxun stepped in, followed by ten women, all adorned with pearl and jade, dressed in silk, with jade belts around their waists, sketching out their graceful figures.
Chu Zheng glanced over and, seeing the Yin Qi entwined around these women, he immediately understood Gu Zhenxun's intention.
Their Yuan Yin was still intact, rich in blood Qi, which for zombies, their fresh blood was a great tonic.
