On this day, Bai Xiaofan finally breathed a long sigh of relief and withdrew his finger from Murong Yue's Primordial Spirit forehead.
As Bai Xiaofan concluded his work, Murong Yue also slowly opened her eyes.
"How do you feel?"
Bai Xiaofan asked softly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.
There was no helping it; even for him, such prolonged expenditure of vitality and immortal energy felt taxing on his body.
However, for Bai Xiaofan, it wasn't without some benefit.
After depleting nearly half of his vitality, Bai Xiaofan sensed that his inner cultivation seemed on the verge of a breakthrough, likely related to the extensive consumption of immortal energy over the past month and a half.
"Xiaofan, I feel like my Primordial Spirit is even stronger than before!"
Murong Yue sensed her internal condition and happily spoke to Bai Xiaofan.
"Quickly, go and merge with your body. I need to give my little Yueyue a good hug!"
