"This sleep felt so good!"
Su Chen groggily opened his eyes and stretched hard.
His bones crackled explosively. Not only had his body fully recovered, but it had also grown stronger.
Even his Soul Power had broken through from level 42 to level 44!
When he had fought desperately, he had forcibly absorbed Solar Power into his body. Though it had put him through hell at the time, it now counted as a blessing in disguise.
"Su Chen!"
"Xiao Chen!"
"Brother Su Chen!"
Seeing Su Chen awaken, the girls cried out in surprise and delight, rushing over to throw their arms around him.
The warm, soft bodies pressed against him were enough to make anyone lose themselves in the moment.
Su Chen hugged this one, then that one, then this one again, his grin so wide he could not suppress it.
"All right, all right, don't cry. Aren't I fine?"
"Tan Hao was just lucky he ran fast. Otherwise, I definitely would've beaten Tang Hao to death. What kind of nobody was he, daring to ambush and kill us?"
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's faces darkened. They would not have cared if Su Chen had girls in both arms, but one of those girls happened to be Ning Rongrong, and that made their hearts ache.
"Ahem, ahem!"
"Little friend Su Chen, this is our first meeting. I am Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Rongrong's father."
"This is Sword Douluo beside me. We had intended to come to your aid, but we never expected you to be so valiant in battle that you forced Tang Hao back all by yourself."
"Remarkable. To fight a Titled Douluo as a Soul Ancestor—looking back ten thousand years and forward another ten thousand, no one else could possess