After the white crane left, Pang Jian glanced at the deep, charred pits around him. A deep frustration filled him, and he almost wanted to curse aloud.1

He could not understand why the white crane was so fixated on him.1

I need to recover my strength quickly. Who knows when it might come back?0

Pang Jian then moved to a different area and dug a new pit.0

Once again, he lay at the bottom of the copper chest, gazing at the starry and moonlit sky, and taking in the gentle, pure radiance.0

The tiny stars and miniature moon in his dantian absorbed the radiant light like a sponge.0

He also consumed the blood of Vicious Beasts, then swallowed a Mind Soothing Pill and a Blood Enhancing Pill.0

In the meantime, he also steadily drew in pure spiritual power from the spirit jades he held in each hand.0

The five vibrant green leaves in his chest released dense life energy that healed his wounds.0

Pang Jian exerted every effort to restore his strength.0

As it seemed the white crane would not let go of their grudge so easily, Pang Jian decided to consider it a formidable lifetime adversary.1

While restoring his strength, he noticed the...0