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"Remember to drink plenty of hot water when you get back. You can add a little brown sugar; it should help steady your mind. Oh, and..."

Su Lin stood before the portal in a white coat. He filled out a prescription with practiced ease, slipped it into Jiang Shan's hand, and said, "Avoid spicy and greasy food."

Jiang Shan nodded woodenly. He stood there holding the prescription, neither moving nor speaking, until a terrified Song Shuhang finally mustered the courage to approach.

"Senior," Song Shuhang ventured, "are you all right?"

Jiang Shan turned toward him. His unfocused eyes did not look like they belonged to the living.

"Ah, the weight of the laws was still too much." Su Lin scratched his head, looking rather regretful. "Can't be helped. The interview will have to wait until next time. Go home and rest; you should be back to normal in about three days."

"Unfortunately, by then you probably won't remember a thing."

Jiang Shan nodded again, beat his Holy Light Particle Wings, and flew away.

"The Great Dao is hard. One may still climb the azure sky, but the Great Dao cannot be scaled." Su Lin gazed at the fading light on the horizon and sighed.

"Resolve and hot blood alone aren't enough. You have to keep your feet on the ground and build your strength before you can seize a chance to soar."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Why are you lecturing an Angel-shaped cultivator about the Great Dao?

Reason told Song Shuhang that he was better off not investigating what had happened to the man in another world, even if less than half an hour had passed.

"He'll... turn back in three days, right?" Song Shuhang worried for Jiang Shan.

"Of course." Su Lin sounded utterly confident. "He's forgotten it all. At