Chen Zixiu slowly opened his eyes.
Chen Yu and Chen Cong immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Father, how do you feel?"
The two helped Chen Zixiu sit up, their faces revealing shock and delight.
Chen Zixiu spoke with some difficulty. "Just now, while I was half-conscious, I felt no pain anywhere in my body. Instead, there was a soothing warmth. Now, the Rakshasa divine power that was wreaking havoc throughout my body has gradually been suppressed by a powerful life force and gathered back in my middle soul nest. My body feels very good-even a little better than before my injuries flared up. I'm just slightly thirsty."
Chen Yu and Chen Cong exchanged a glance, delight spreading across both their faces.
They knew that their father's lack of pain throughout his body meant he was gradually recovering.
That powerful life force was helping him suppress the Rakshasa divine power, gathering it back into his middle soul nest while bringing more strength to his body.
Hearing Chen Zixiu's words from the sidelines, Chen Xiaojun silently marveled as well.
In his previous life, he had known that the middle dantian governed the conditioning and strengthening of the body.
Things were similar on the Douluo Continent. Beast martial souls, such as Zhu Hongzhen's, resided in the middle soul nest.
And the Rakshasa divine power had entrenched itself in the middle soul nest for decades.
Ye Xiuxin took out an exquisite porcelain bottle and said gently, "Here, Grandfather, take some of this flower dew."
She carefully tilted the porcelain bottle, letting a few drops of Seven-Colored Dew fall for Chen Zixiu to swallow.
She had made this Seven-Colored Dew by collecting dew from various beneficial immortal herbs over the past few days and carefully adjusting the mixture. It was particularly suited to aiding