Early the next morning, Hu Xiaochuan, who had been unconscious for an entire night, finally woke up.
The moment he regained consciousness, Hu Xiaochuan immediately sensed that his body had changed somehow. It felt much lighter.
Without Qin Shaofeng needing to say anything, Hu Xiaochuan naturally knew that his body had recovered and the toxins within him had been cleared away.
He even felt that his body seemed considerably stronger than before.
His increased strength was not an illusion.
That was because the special medicinal liquid brewed from those spirit-energy-infused herbs last night had all been fed to him by his father.
Then, throughout the night, Qin Shaofeng had intermittently used his own Divine Demonic Inner Qi to help him refine the medicinal liquid. No matter how weak Hu Xiaochuan's body had been, it had now recovered and even improved greatly.
Though he did not know any of this, merely sensing his current condition made Hu Xiaochuan shed tears of excitement. When he looked up and saw Qin Shaofeng, he began shouting.
"Third Brother, I really can't thank you enough! I thought I would never be able to cultivate again for the rest of my life. Thanks to you, I can cultivate again! For such a favor, I, Hu Xiaochuan, will repay you even if I have to become an ox or a horse!"
"Oh, spare me!" Hu Hanyun glanced at him from the side and sneered. "Looking like that, you want to become an ox or a horse for someone?"
Qin Shaofeng merely smiled. "Enough. We're brothers, so don't talk about repaying favors."
"Third Brother, you're the best!"
Qin Shaofeng's words stirred Hu Xiaochuan's heart. He jumped up and rushed over, intending to give Qin Shaofeng a hug.
But the next moment, Qin Shaofeng kicked him back onto the