The Royal City's Blueprint

Following Rota's instructions, Xinglan slowly closed his eyes. Though he had no idea what Rota was about to do, there should be no problem as long as he did as he was told.

"This might hurt a little, so bear with it!"

Rota pressed his fingers together and thrust them into Xinglan's chest. His sharp fingers pierced straight through Xinglan's chest. Xinglan felt an intense pain in his chest, and then his entire body gradually grew scorching hot as steaming white vapor rose from him.

Rota withdrew his hand and answered calmly, "All right. The effects will show soon enough. Just watch."

Xinglan waited silently. He believed Rota would never harm him. How could he possibly be unable to endure such a minor pain?

Just as Xinglan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, the pain in his chest suddenly vanished. Then something astonishing happened—the wound torn open in his chest had already healed itself.

Such a novel occurrence truly startled Xinglan. He immediately looked at Rota in shock. This strange thing happening to his body had to be connected to Rota.

"Looks like you've noticed it too. This is the gift I've given you: an immortal body! So long as your injuries aren't too severe, your body can recover quickly. You won't need to worry about your lifespan, either."

Though he called it an immortal body, Rota had merely used Hollow's blood to modify Xinglan's body. It still fell somewhat short of true immortality, but overall, it was more than sufficient.

Xinglan gratefully held Rota's hand. "Rota, thank you."

Rota looked at Xinglan with mock annoyance and teased, "You're being polite again. Is there any need for politeness between us? You're treating me like an outsider!"

Xinglan scratched his head with a grin. Rota had a point, and he