Immortal Yan woke up again to find herself lying on a soft and comfortable bed, and at the other end of the bed, Yang Fei was sitting cross-legged, unabashedly practicing to restore himself.
The hypnotic fragrance in the room had burned out and no longer affected Yang Fei.
Immortal Yan's body was still very weak.
After being affected by the Bone Erosion Powder, one could not restore their True Yuan without having taken the antidote.
Seeing that she had woken up, Yang Fei had no choice but to give up his cultivation.
The two sat at opposite ends of the bed, eyes locked, neither willing to submit to the other.
Ultimately, it was Immortal Yan who couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked, "Why do you still have remnants of True Yuan in your body?"
"Hmph, if I didn't have remnants of True Yuan in my body, you would already be dead," Yang Fei replied with a cold laugh.
