When Ning Qingxuan woke groggily, she found herself lying under the covers.
The scent of food drifted through the room. Lin Zhen seemed to be preparing something to eat.
She braced herself with one hand, but her arm felt unbearably weak and sore. She could not even push herself up.
Her breakthrough had failed. All her Star Power had vanished, and the divine body she had tempered had entered a weakened state. At this moment, let alone a Martial Artist, she was weaker than even an ordinary person in the New Realm.
The sensation of losing all her strength left her deeply distressed.
Her Master had told her not to attempt it lightly. Failure would bring exactly this result.
She did not know how long this condition would last, but she estimated that she would not recover anytime soon.
It was not that she did not want to return to the Origin Realm. She had already done her utmost, yet she had still failed. What happened next could only be left to fate.
"You're awake. Come, try the porridge I made. I know your body is weak, so I made it to replenish your energy."
Lin Zhen brought the porridge over. Ning Qingxuan struggled to sit up, but it was extremely difficult. Lin Zhen came to her side, gently lifted her with one arm, and let her lean half against him.
"Don't say I'm taking advantage of your weakness. It'll be more convenient for me to feed you this way. You'd better not move around. You should know that I'm not a very patient person."
A spoonful of sweet porridge reached her lips. Ning Qingxuan's face reddened slightly. Being cared for like a child made her uncomfortable, especially when the person doing it was a man.
But her abilities were