On the second day after their return to the sect, the gray-haired elder sent someone to summon Su Yu and the other two to Main Peak.
When Su Yu entered the side hall, Xiao Yue had already arrived. His complexion was much better than yesterday, and his aura had steadied. Clearly, his injuries had all but healed.
Seeing Su Yu enter, Xiao Yue invited him to sit and asked casually, "How are your injuries?"
"They're no longer a problem."
Xiao Yue froze, his hand stopping just as he was about to lift his teacup.
"So soon?"
He had seen Su Yu withstand one attack after another from the Demons, then charge through the exit coughing up blood. How could injuries like that have healed so quickly?
Su Yu nodded. "The body-tempering technique I practice also helps with recovery."
Xiao Yue gave a wry smile.
"That's more than a little help. If I'd been hurt that badly, I'd need at least ten days or half a month to recover."
He looked Su Yu up and down and shook his head despite himself.
"Junior Brother, you really are a freak."
Su Yu smiled and sat down beside him.
The recovery provided by the second level of the Indestructible Sutra had indeed exceeded his expectations. His injuries had mostly healed by the time he returned to the sect. After another night of regulating his breathing, he now felt no discomfort when circulating his true essence.
While the two spoke, footsteps sounded outside, and Shen Ningshuang entered the side hall.
Her aura had steadied, and her injuries had evidently all but healed, yet her complexion remained poor, with unmistakable weariness between her brows. She nodded lightly to them, then sat down opposite them.
The smile slowly faded from Xiao Yue's face. Looking at Shen