"Dad, you're finally awake."
"Master, are you feeling better?"
At the Supreme Being's Dao Field on Longevity Mountain, inside the Nameless Daoist Temple, pale-faced Li Zhi suddenly opened his eyes while lying on a bed. Li Xian'er and Jin Ming, who had been watching over him, immediately noticed and hurried to his bedside to greet him.
"Sorry for making you worry. I'm fine now." Feeling the empty power within his body, Li Zhi smiled bitterly inwardly. To survive this Heavenly Tribulation, he had paid an enormous price. Fortunately, he had finally recovered after the tribulation.
"How long was I asleep?" Li Zhi then asked them.
"Master, you've been asleep for nearly a hundred years. If not for the vitality within your body growing stronger with each passing day, I would have thought you would never wake up again." Jin Ming spoke with deep concern.
"Dad, don't take such risks again, all right? Wouldn't it be better to comprehend longevity in the mortal world peacefully? Why did you have to abuse yourself like this?" Li Xian'er said with some displeasure.
"Silly girl, when has cultivation ever been smooth sailing? Besides, you forgot that I have two Primordial Spirits. As long as one remains undying, I can stay alive. Even if one Primordial Spirit dissipates, it can be condensed again." Li Zhi laboriously raised his hand and grabbed Li Xian'er's arm, sitting up from the bed before continuing.
"But you've become a mortal now." Li Xian'er spoke with reddened eyes. She had never seen Li Zhi so weak. Ever since she could remember, Li Zhi had been an omnipotent presence in her heart. She had never seen him in such a feeble state.
"So what if I'm a mortal? Does that mean Dad can't cultivate his strength again?" Li Zhi revealed a