For an entire week, all Inner Strength and physical stamina were being exhausted.

During the training for everyone's mental tranquility, Xiaofan had fully unleashed his Inner Strength without any suppression for the whole week. How could he possibly endure it? Today was also the last crucial moment for Shen Zuimo to unblock the acupuncture points. Unblocking the final two points together required even more Inner Strength. Back then, when Ye Aotian unblocked Xiaofan's points, his face was also deathly pale.

Even with over thirty years of Power as a foundation, Xiaofan was still so exhausted that he almost fainted. Even now, when he falls asleep, it's almost no different from fainting.

Emerging from the large barrel, Shen Zuimo suddenly felt her senses sharpened to extraordinary levels. Her vision became clearer. Is this what he called the method to consolidate power? Truly peculiar.

While marveling, Shen Zuimo slowly toweled off the water droplets from her body. This time, Xiaofan was right there in her room, lying not far away. But Shen Zuimo did not avoid him, and she slowly got dressed because she knew he was asleep.

After pouring out the medication and dregs, Shen Zuimo felt invigorated. Her body seemed as if it had endless vitality, but this was merely a supplementary effect. True growth in strength still depended on her future efforts.

After tidying up the room, Shen Zuimo donned her sportswear. With such a spirited condition, of course, it was time to continue with the training.

Before leaving, she glanced at Xiaofan, who slept like a log. Could she leave him in her room? Would he mess with her things?

Oh well, let him sleep this time; it won't happen again.

Turning around, as she twisted the doorknob, Shen Zuimo suddenly stopped. Turning back, she walked to the bedside, picked up her quilt, went over, and tossed it onto Xiaofan from a distance. Then she continued heading out the door.

Hmm, the weather is so chilly. If he catches a cold from lying like that, he'd definitely blame it on me. Anyway, I don't want to owe him too much. This was supposed to be a mutually agreed deal to assist each other.

Reaching the door, Shen Zuimo doubled back and returned. She pulled the quilt up to Xiaofan's feet, carefully covering him properly. Casting one last glance at him, she pulled open the door, exited, and then gently closed it.

In his deep sleep, Xiaofan shifted slightly, kicked off the quilt with one foot, then hugged it tightly. It seemed the familiar fragrance from the quilt allowed him to sleep exceptionally soundly.

At this time, in the training hall, each person's training continued.

Although everyone had realized how to maintain a calm mindset, none had yet managed to achieve the feeling of erupting a sudden burst of Killing Qi that could envelop the opponent during combat.

Shen Zuimo had mentioned before that she could achieve this because she used actual combat as the cost of training. As for Xiaofan, he could do it because he was a freak. What about the others? Even Shen Zuimo could not bring herself to attack people she knew, let alone brothers with whom she shared good feelings.

Aside from Xiaofan, none had yet learned the skill of a one-hit kill.

"Hmm? Why are you the only one who came over today? Where's that kid, Xiaofan?" Noticing his sister arriving alone, Shen Junjie paused his spar with Long Jie to ask.

"He's exhausted and fell asleep at my place," Shen Zuimo replied softly.

"Ah? Exhausted? Asleep?" Shen Junjie looked at his sister with confusion.

"Wow, truly a master of romance, huh? Already settled in?" Everyone's hearing was excellent, so as soon as Li San heard it, he immediately exclaimed.

"He just drained too much Inner Strength and passed out; it's no big deal, he won't die."

In the past, Shen Zuimo couldn't have been bothered to explain, but for some reason, hearing others' misunderstandings made her want to clarify things quickly, as if she sought to conceal some inner tremor.

"Sister Zuimo, when you go back later, could you take this with you and give it to him? Let him eat first, then take this Pill." Ren Ling slowly walked over, pulling out a small box, and handed it to Shen Zuimo.

"Why don't you give it to him yourself?" Shen Zuimo asked in confusion.

"Not everyone can go to your place. And besides, he'd prefer to see you next to him," Ren Ling's expression was calm, not as icy as Shen Zuimo's, just somewhat expressionless.

Xiaofan slept all the way till past three in the afternoon.

Gently folding the quilt, Xiaofan found a note left on the table.

The note was beside a thermal food container and a Qi Replenishing Pill from the Ren Family. The writing on it said: Eat lunch, then take the pill.

Eight simple words, but Xiaofan recognized that this handwriting wasn't Ren Ling's. If it wasn't hers, then it was Shen Zuimo's. Moreover, the food container belonged to Shen Zuimo; Xiaofan knew it.

Shen Zuimo rarely ate at the cafeteria; she would pack her food and return to her room to eat. But today, she ate with everyone and then packed the meal in her thermal container and brought it back.

Just like she previously thought, she didn't want to owe this guy too much. Giving him the meal was compensation because she didn't realize that unblocking the acupuncture points would consume so much Inner Strength. Meanwhile, he kept reminding her about the unbearable pain during the unblock.

Debts must be repaid.

Shen Junjie once told her that he left a bank card worth six or seven million for a female police officer to give to Xiaofan. He probably wanted to repay the favor Xiaofan had done for him because there was one undeniable thing: Xiaofan did indeed save his life.

This meal, Xiaofan found delicious. With the Qi Replenishing Pill, his spirits slightly recovered. After washing Shen Zuimo's thermal container, he left her room and quickly made his way to the training hall.

Seeing Xiaofan reappear, Li San and others shot him a suggestive look, one that seemed to ask, 'Well? Wasn't it comfy sleeping at the beauty's place?'

To this, Xiaofan responded with a contemptuous glance at Li San, as if saying 'Sleeping with the beauty in your arms is even comfier.'

Although everyone was putting in a lot of effort, progress had slowed down once again. After observing everyone's sparring, Xiaofan realized he needed to reconsider new training methods.

Just then, Fan Lingtian suddenly entered the training hall. Immediately, Shen Junjie and others respectfully bowed, "Elder Fan."

"Hm? Grandpa Fan? What brings you here?" Xiaofan strode over, asking respectfully.

"Oh? No reason, I haven't met your friends yet. Just came over to get acquainted," Fan Lingtian said kindly. As he glanced at Li San and the others, he sighed inwardly: Truly, each one is a dragon or phoenix among men, rare talents indeed.

"No casual visits to the Three Treasure Hall, huh? I believe Grandpa Fan isn't usually this free," Xiaofan lightly chuckled. Despite his youth, sometimes he handled matters with remarkable sophistication.

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