The two days passed quickly...
Over those two days, Zhang Tie lived very comfortably. Every day when he opened his eyes, he would drink a little Panacea Potion, soak in the hot spring atop the mountain, take a sound afternoon nap, or transform into that little black beetle and wander around Castle of Black Iron, fully experiencing the wondrous world through an insect's eyes. And so, the time passed.
During those two days, Zhang Tie did not even cultivate the Great Wilderness Infinite Treasury Mantra, which was the most convenient thing for him to cultivate in his current state. He simply cast it aside.
Before eating that pile of fruits, Zhang Tie first needed to relax both his mind and body, adjusting himself to his optimal state.
Once or twice, Zhang Tie had even wanted to use the little beetle incarnation to sneak into Moge City for a look, but in the end, he did not go.
Heller had said something very right—only those who could advance and retreat calmly amid danger would possess a future.
And to be calm, the first thing one had to cast aside was anxiety. One had to free oneself from the bizarre and dazzling environment outside, face the present, and face one's true heart.
What was the present? The present was what lay before one's eyes, free of hindrance. What was one's true heart? It was the space within one's heart, free of fear. Fearless and unhindered—that was composure. Over those two days, Zhang Tie not only recuperated his body, but also tempered his state of mind to a higher level.
In such a state of mind, Zhang Tie forgot Moge City, forgot the Sener Family, and even forgot the fruits on the tree. Every day, he simply enjoyed roaming about in his transformed