C525 Lin Xiaoqian

The next morning, Yue Feng slowly opened his eyes.

He was still sitting on the bed with his legs crossed. However, his aura was faintly discernible; it was as if he was a fake.

"Whooosh."

Yue Feng let out a long breath.

Soon after, the nine on his body turned into nine beams of purple light and flew into the jade bottle beside him.

"Just a little more."

Yue Feng stood up