Five days later.
Xiao Ming in his room currently had a tranquil expression as he sat in a lotus position.
Above his head, nine colorful mysterious swords, as big as the size of a thumb, were making distorting revolutions as they rapidly devoured spiritual energy like hungry mouths drinking water.
His previously weakened appearance had already improved considerably. With Little Yi's help, he had recovered from most of the wounds he suffered earlier on.
He reined in his aura shortly afterward as his gaze shifted toward a new direction.
"Your Highness, how is it?" Tian Xueyang asked respectfully after seeing Xiao Ming awake.
"A lot better. I believe I should be in peak state and approach breakthrough after returning back to the sect and getting Soul Replenishing Pills!" Xiao Ming replied with a faint smile.
The last few days despite being fraught with immense danger also brought him greater benefits.
