With their doubts laid to rest, Xiao Yu and Lü Qingzhu no longer worried so much about Duan Rong. Duan Rong still sat in his own room, bent over his desk, studying that yellowed booklet.
It was not that he refused to rest. The things recorded in that booklet seemed to possess some kind of magic; unless he finished reading it, he simply could not close it and stop.
There were actually two reasons. One was the various details and critical junctures concerning Condensing the Cave of Darkness. The other was that Duan Rong wanted to search the booklet for an answer to why he could not sense the faint radiance emitted by the Five-Colored Ruyi Pearl.
Duan Rong studied tirelessly day and night. Xiao Yu often entered his room to refill his cup with ginseng tea. She would even get up in the middle of the night to tend to him. Occasionally, Duan Rong would raise his head and give her a stiff smile in greeting.
On the night of the fifth day, Xiao Yu rose in the middle of the night and brought in a cup of hot ginseng tea. She had just set it down and was about to remove the empty cup when Duan Rong suddenly let out a long breath and closed the yellowed booklet.
Xiao Yu froze. Duan Rong had already turned his head to look at her. After enduring five sleepless days, even with his powerful divine soul, he could not help looking somewhat haggard.
Xiao Yu's throat moved. She dearly wanted to persuade Duan Rong to rest, but for the moment, she did not know how to begin.
Just then, Duan Rong said hoarsely, "Wife, trouble yourself to help me rest."
"Husband, you are not reading that booklet anymore?" Seeing Duan Rong