Chapter 141: Nine Continents!

[Ding!]

A crisp chime echoed in Reon's mind.

[Yi Ran's Favorability toward Host has increased by 10.]

Reon's eyes fluttered open. A dull ache pulsed through his body as he slowly sat up, reminding him of everything that had happened.

"So… she's finally gone?" he murmured, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I must say… I put on quite the performance."

With a quiet grunt, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and rose to his feet.

A faint grimace tugged at his lips as he stretched out his hand, cracking his knuckles with a soft pop.

"Tch. The pain from absorbing Mana in a cultivator's body... still nothing compared to when my Constitution awakened."

He rolled his shoulders, letting the stiffness fade, then turned his gaze toward the pillow—where a glimmer of blue caught his eye.