With a splash, Huang Xiao crawled out of the river and onto the bank.
What a mess! Huang Xiao thought.
Huang Xiao now looked only three or four years old, with thin arms and legs. His original robes were so oversized that they practically swallowed him whole.
Huang Xiao took off his outer robe and threw it straight into the river, letting it drift downstream. Perhaps it could still throw Chao Hun off his trail.
Although the Demon Spirit Armor on his body was still rather large, it was very elastic. As his body shrank, the armor had shrunk considerably as well.
Even though it still did not fit his current frame perfectly, at least it did not get in his way like his outer robes.
Of course, he could discard those robes freely, but the Top-Grade Demon Spirit Armor was a treasure, after all. Huang Xiao was not so extravagant that he would casually abandon it.
Besides, wearing armor like this gave him a little more protection.
It might save his life at some point.
"To think the Purple Soul Flute is still here, while I lost the Imitation Saber. Forget it. I'll worry about that later." Huang Xiao took the Purple Soul Flute from his waist. Standing upright, this long flute was now even a little taller than he was.
"As bad as this is, it's still better than dying!" Huang Xiao said with another bitter smile.
Earlier, while Chao Hun's attention was elsewhere, he had swiftly rolled over and slipped into the water, suppressing his aura and fleeing downstream with the current.
While underwater, Huang Xiao had used the two immense streams of true qi he had activated to force himself through Rejuvenation.
To his delight, he had barely managed to complete Rejuvenation in the end, though