After an exhausting day of training, Feng Fan collapsed onto the ground, too drained to even sit. He entered his inner palace and forced Ma Chen to draw energy from the other side without changing his current position.
Lying there in the training center, he cultivated in silence for the next hour. Then, his eyes snapped open. With a single motion, he sprang to his feet, feeling completely refreshed.
"Incredible. I can recover from such intense training in such a short time just by cultivating."
Not only had his stamina returned, but even the bruises on his body had completely vanished. He clenched his fist, feeling stronger than ever.
"Alright, time to head home. I still have a month to push myself even further."