It was midnight.
Chen Xiao saw the three women already asleep and silently lit a cigarette.
Lately, he had discovered a strange pattern.
As long as he operated the Tianyang Jue, he wouldn't feel tired. Instead, he could draw a faint energy supply from them, like a gentle stream that nurtured his body, slightly alleviating the symptoms of his Yang Poison.
He hadn't noticed before, but with growing experience, he accidentally discovered this strange pattern. So, afterward, every time, he would silently operate the Tianyang Jue.
Now, having gone through several battles consecutively, he not only didn't feel fatigued but felt thoroughly at ease and full of energy. Could it be that the Tianyang Jue had the legendary function of balancing Yin and Yang?
If that were true, it would explain everything.
