"I originally estimated that you would suffer some minor injuries."
"Yet the result is like this, strange indeed!"
Ning Zhuo pondered, "Could this be related to my second innate talent?"
He then carefully examined his own body, finding that his muscles were just tense all over, with only a thin layer of sweat.
"How do you feel?" Qingwu Langjun inquired.
Ning Zhuo's eyes sparkled, "Very good, I would trouble Langjun to continue."
Qingwu Langjun smiled slightly and immediately proceeded.
With the infusion of True Intent and principles upon him, Ning Zhuo's foundation was increasing at an unimaginable rate, inflating exaggeratedly every minute and every second!
In another cave mansion.
Ban Ji's expression slightly changed.
Ban Jie was discussing the next action plan with him and immediately inquired upon seeing his change in expression.
