Half-God, Qing Chen!

5:00 a.m.

Qing Chen jolted awake from a chaotic nightmare. In the dream, he had witnessed a brutal battle: members of Daybreak and the Parent's Association fell one after another, while he himself had brain cancer and little time left to live.

And in the end, their battle had ended in defeat.

All their efforts had come to nothing.

When he woke, Qing Chen saw Yang Yang leaning over the edge of his bed, trying hard to hold his hand. Her hand was soft and damp.

Qing Chen had a fever: 39 degrees Celsius.

This was the first time he had fallen ill since becoming a transcendent. It showed just how badly he had been injured in that battle against Chen Yu.

His mind and body had both fallen to their lowest state. He could no longer fight.

Yang Yang raised her head. "You're awake. I'll get you some hot water. Drink it, then get some more sleep."

Qing Chen looked past her, staring blankly at Kamishiro Yunluo.

At that moment, the young nobleman had somehow acquired a genuine leather recliner and was lying on it in a bathrobe.

Bone Woman had set her longsword aside and was using an exquisite little gold nail file to trim Kamishiro Yunluo's toenails.

Tenjō-shita had climbed out of the well to groom Kamishiro Yunluo's eyebrows and face. She lathered white foam evenly over her master's chin, shaved it away bit by bit with a razor, then covered his face with a hot towel and began massaging his head...

Hyakume-ki was massaging her master's thighs.

The shikigami were each busier than the last.

Qing Chen had still been sleepy, but that sight instantly woke him right up. The room was full of ghosts!

"When did this guy start doing this?" Qing Chen asked, pointing