A few days later.
Knock, knock, knock—!
An Qingyu knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in."
Lin Qiye's voice came from behind the door. An Qingyu reached out and pushed it open, only to see a bare-chested figure nimbly flipping between a set of parallel bars in the courtyard.
Seeing An Qingyu enter, the figure jumped down from the bars. Sweat slid down his well-proportioned back as he picked up a towel beside him and wiped the perspiration from his brow. "Qingyu? What is it?"
"Nothing. I just came to see how well you've recovered." A faint gray gleam flashed through An Qingyu's eyes as he smiled. "Looks pretty good."
"Yeah, physically, I've basically recovered to my previous level. My Mental Power has even improved somewhat..." Lin Qiye pulled on his shirt and let out a long breath.
"The time is about right. We should head down to the lower realm."
"Is it urgent?"
"Sort of?" Lin Qiye sighed. "Michael came to urge me yesterday. He seems worried that something might happen if we delay too long."
"What about Cao Yuan?"
"How is he doing?"
"..." An Qingyu hesitated. "You... should go see for yourself."
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow.
A few minutes later, the two stood in the center of the octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake.
"Hehehe... Qi... hehehe... Qiye, you're... hehehe... here?"
Cao Yuan sat in the center of the pavilion, lucid one moment and giggling foolishly the next. Half his body had already returned to normal, while black flames still burst from the other half from time to time. His expression was utterly bizarre.
Lin Qiye: ...
"What is going on?" Lin Qiye could not help asking.
"Taibai Jinxing said that he has controlled half of the Black King and escaped mortal danger,