In his sleep, Po Jia's sense of time became blurred.
He only felt as if his mind had split apart, two clusters of consciousness constantly merging as they fought for control of his body.
When the war of consciousness ended, Po Jia discovered that he had absorbed a great deal of fragmented knowledge, along with the soul-body power left behind by the other consciousness within him.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a beach.
The crackling of firewood burning in the campfire rang beside his ears. Turning his head, he saw Feng Qi looking back at him as well.
When he instinctively tried to sit up, Po Jia immediately felt intense pain throughout his body.
It was as if he had been beaten from head to toe while asleep.
"You're awake. How do you feel?"
"Boss, I'm fine."
Suppressing the pain as he sat up, Po Jia did not say any words of thanks.
But he knew that his boss must have saved him from being surrounded this time.
The feeling of being protected left Po Jia both uneasy and confused, but even more than that, he felt a warmth he had never experienced before.
"Luckily, the Negative Consciousness Body usually trains you in possession resistance. Otherwise, your consciousness would most likely have been shattered and your body taken over... Anyway, it's good that you're back."
A smile appeared on Feng Qi's face as he handed food to Po Jia.
"Eat. There's no more flesh-and-blood energy in the Demon Blade to help you recover from your injuries, so eat more and replenish your nutrition."
Taking the steaming food, Po Jia nodded vigorously before taking a huge bite.
After finishing the food, Po Jia suddenly stood and looked at Feng Qi.
"Boss, after merging with that