There was no way around it. Huo Yuhao would become a god in a dozen years or so, and when that happened, the two of them were bound to fight. It was a clash of fates, one they couldn't avoid.
He had to race against time to cultivate. He couldn't afford to waste a single moment.
"You big jerk!"
Xu Tianzhen muttered in displeasure, then leaned against him and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Ever since she learned of her father's death, she hadn't been eating or sleeping well. She was exhausted in both body and mind, and really needed a good night's rest.
She wasn't stupid. She could naturally tell that there was something suspicious about her father's death, and that a lot of clues pointed to her elder brother, the Crown Prince.
The brother who had always doted on her had become her father's killer. She found it hard to accept.
Why had things turned out this way?
After keeping the girl company through the night, Yang Hao plunged into the laboratory the next day.
He had plenty to do now, like restoring Jiang Nannan's looks and regrowing her arm.
For her face, the main procedure was skin grafting. This didn't mean taking skin from other parts of her body. Instead, they extracted active cells from the intact portion of her face, then used Soul Skills and Soul Tool Technology to induce growth until they formed a whole sheet of skin, which they would then transplant.
Her eyes were cultivated the same way. That would have been difficult in the technological world of his previous life, but it was possible in this world of cultivation.
"The surgery was a great success."
Looking at Jiang Nannan's face, which had recovered about thirty or forty percent, Yang Hao was