Zhang Qianqiu felt something strange happening to him.
As he had grown older, he had developed rather severe presbyopia. He could barely see things nearby, while distant objects appeared clearer instead.
But now, his presbyopia had healed without medicine.
His hearing had also grown much sharper.
He could even clearly hear the rustling melody of the wind brushing through black hair, the tips of it sweeping across faces.
His young disciple Ying Kai and the group of girls in his field of vision seemed much shorter than before.
It took Zhang Qianqiu a moment to suddenly realize...
It was not that they had become shorter.
It was that his hunched body had straightened and grown taller!
"How... did this happen?"
The moment Zhang Qianqiu spoke, he startled himself.
The aged voice he had grown accustomed to over so many years had turned into the vigorous voice of a young man.
His current condition did not resemble that of an old man at all. Instead, it was as if he had returned to the days when he had first completed his training and challenged the world.
His blood and vitality surged through him, his muscles and bones were powerful, his mind was clear, and he brimmed with vigor. Even his voice had become noticeably louder.
The beautiful Shi Yiguang covered her mouth and let out a soft cry. "Rejuvenation!"
His age spots were gone, and his hair had changed from white to black.
It was completely the face of a teenager!
The current Zhang Qianqiu was tall and sturdy, neither skinny nor excessively muscular.
His bronze skin was smooth yet resilient, as though it had been soaked in tung oil.
His blade-like brows carried an edge, his gaze was sharp, and his bearing was composed.
Compared with ordinary teenagers, Zhang Qianqiu