Scooping up cold water to wash his face, Feng Qi slowly raised his head.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he saw the cracks time had left at the corners of his eyes.
After doing the math, he realized he was already fifty-four.
On the Sacrifice Timeline, he did not possess a special physique and could only nourish his body through cultivation to extend his lifespan.
However, borrowing the Main Timeline's Talent Abilities in his early years had left his body with many lingering ailments, especially a severe deficiency of vital energy and blood.
Although he had mastered the ability to absorb vital energy and blood, that ability came from specially made gloves rather than being his own.
A special physique could help him transform the absorbed vital energy and blood into his own energy.
But the vital energy and blood absorbed and converted by the special gloves still contained impurities to some extent, causing a certain degree of harm to his body.
By now, many of those problems had begun to surface.
He slowly straightened up, dried the water from his face with a towel, then hung it back up.
After leaving the washroom, he headed straight for the Training Room.
Stepping inside, he looked toward the young fellow training in the center of the room.
With a tall, straight figure like a flagpole, healthy wheat-colored skin, sharp brows, a high nose bridge, tightly pressed thin lips, and a pair of blue eyes, he was drenched in sweat as he trained.
The little brat from back then had already grown into a handsome young man.
Upon seeing him, the young man immediately stopped training, turned to Feng Qi, and broke into a bright smile.
"Uncle Qi, you're here."
Feng Qi smiled and nodded. He walked over to the sofa,