The sun was high in the sky.
Inside the Duan Residence.
Ji Xiu slowly woke.
The first thing he saw was Duan Chenzhou, sitting upright at his desk and poring over a book. The memory of what had just happened made his scalp tingle.
'In a single day!'
'He'd actually tempered his bones three times in a row!'
'By the end, his mind had grown so hazy he couldn't even speak clearly. He could only rely on pure instinct, refining his Mercury Blood and hammering away at his spine again and again.'
'But...'
Ji Xiu vaguely remembered...
'He was sure he'd lost his voice by the end, but Master Duan had simply pretended not to hear. A single slap from that large palm had pushed him all the way to completing the first volume of the Silver Carp Transformation.'
As this memory surfaced, he realized that someone had dressed him at some point.
He gently pushed himself up from the bed and began to speak. "Master Duan..."
