It seemed that only his consciousness could still think; every other function in his body had gone on strike.
How miserable. Wen Xu-Xu and Chen Zui-Zui would probably come carry him back, right? He had made such a huge sacrifice.
As these wild thoughts ran through his mind, Bian Chunchou suddenly felt a warm, gentle force settle over him. It was as though every limb and bone in his body was being painstakingly mended; his originally sore, swollen, ruptured meridians were carefully tended to inch by inch. His entire body felt as though it had been plunged into highly concentrated spiritual fluid.
Oh, that felt so good. Bian Chunchou could not help letting out a satisfied sigh, then closed his eyes in sheer comfort.
So failing a tribulation came with benefits like this? Or had he succeeded? No way, right? He had not even pinched out a little Nascent Soul with his bare hands yet. Bian Chunchou finally recovered a trace of strength and instinctively inspected his Dantian, then—
Huh? Who was this little person wearing a high school uniform and holding a chemistry textbook?!
Who had secretly pinched out this little person for him? This was not the result he wanted!
Could he really not undergo the Nascent Soul Tribulation one more time? He was not afraid of pain, really.
Perhaps his thoughts were simply too intense. Bian Chunchou felt the force repairing his body abruptly turn rough. It fiercely swept through him once, then... patted its backside and left.
It hurt so much. He felt even worse now. At the very least, it should have been a clear-eyed college student. It could not treat him like this just because he had not used university-level knowledge.
"Chunchou, are you all right?"
As the auspicious aura dispersed, Wen Xu and