After an entire day, Long Chen’s Spiritual Strength had finally recovered to fifty percent. Previously, in the Soul Refining Divine Pool, he had already expended a significant portion of it to condense his violet blood veins. Although his thirteen heaven veins had provided some replenishment, it was only a bit, leaving him in a weakened state.0

Fortunately, his Spiritual Strength was formidable; otherwise, such an overdraft would have made his overall recovery slower. While only half-recovered, as long as he didn’t participate in any intense battles, it was already enough for him to function normally.3

“Chen-er.” Luo Zichuan called.0

Long Chen had just woken up when Luo Zichuan appeared in front of him.0

“Grandpa,” Long Chen greeted, relieved to see his grandfather...0