Aside from the shock to his Sea of Consciousness, many tiny injuries had appeared throughout his organs. Now they revealed themselves one by one, down to the finest detail, and slowly smoothed away beneath the lamplight.
Phew. Tang Changsheng finally let out a soft breath. He felt much better already. Most of his injuries had healed, though rebuilding his Spirit Terrace was hardly a matter of a day or two!
Fortunately, he had come here to lie low. He would not need to return for six months, or even a year. There was no need to rush many things!
Most importantly, the General's Temple's secret records had told Tang Changsheng that he would have an opportunity a thousand times better than the one he had had while presiding over the Three Families of Xiajiang's ancestral rites—an opportunity to heal his injuries.
It might even cut the time he needed to start over to a minimum. That opportunity lay in Great Chu, or more precisely, in Luodu.
Once he was formally appointed one of the Three Elders, he would have a chance to touch that vast, unmatched power—perhaps even borrow it!
That was his best opportunity, so Tang Changsheng was in no hurry at all!
A temporary loss of strength was no great matter. To Tang Changsheng, this world was far less dangerous than the Immortal Realm.
Instead, he was far more interested in the Jade Ruyi now.
"Bai Ruhui may have been an Earth Immortal, but he certainly wasn't one at the peak. He hadn't reached the level of Dharma with a Spirit."
Tang Changsheng murmured to himself, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the Jade Ruyi.
He said this because he had heard a legend: once someone reached the level of Dharma with a Spirit, even a fragment