"Senior Sister, watch your image. You're an Immortal; you should have an Immortal's bearing."
Whether she drank or not, this senior sister was equally unhinged.
"I'm going to heal." Jiang Ping An had no strength left for nonsense. He turned and left the room, heading to his own quarters to repair his body.
Fighting two Immortals in succession had left him utterly exhausted. He had even lost half his lifespan.
Back in his room, Jiang Ping An sat down and began recovering.
Within the Small World inside his body, Jiang Ping An looked at Yun Yao in the Crystal Coffin.
Yun Yao was soaking in the Crystal Coffin, while three Immortal Medicines kneaded her shoulders and legs. The Immortal Medicines radiated dense immortal qi, wrapping her entire body in a hazy, illusory glow.
"Senior, can my lifespan be restored?"
Losing ten thousand years of lifespan pained him deeply.
"It can, but not by much. You haven't become an Immortal, and your lifespan has a limit. Even Immortal Medicine cannot prolong your life by much."
Yun Yao lounged without any regard for appearances, one leg crossed over the other. Her eyes remained closed as she answered indifferently.
Jiang Ping An's expression turned solemn at those words. This meant he had to become an Immortal within ten thousand years. If he failed, he would perish once his lifespan ran out.
However, a massive problem stood before him now: the Divine Punishment Heavenly Tribulation.
He had previously experienced a simulated Divine Punishment Heavenly Tribulation. Within it, he encountered a shadowy figure capable of using every technique he had mastered, even possessing the same combat awareness.
The same techniques, the same battle awareness—the odds of defeating that opponent were extremely low.
That also meant learning any technique was essentially useless, including the "Weapon Enhancement