Overjoyed, Zhao Youliang sobered up halfway and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Old immortals, you're all healed? Your lifespans have returned?!"
The evil spirits all grinned, and that grin... made them look even uglier.
"Yes, everything's ready!"
"Not only did he recover, his cultivation level has also improved significantly!"
"We knew you were good at quantum computing when we first arrived, but we didn't expect you to be this good, hahaha!"
Zhao Youliang wanted to ask Xie Tangxian how he recovered, but after a moment's thought, he understood.
This time, our sect negotiated with the evil spirits and got them to spare the innocent people, which is equivalent to saving thousands of lives.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. According to this theory, Zhao Youliang has essentially built a "Tower of Babel" this time.
With such immense karmic blessings, it would be strange if the evil spirits didn't fully recover!
It wasn't just the evil spirits who benefited; other spirits and even the big yellow dog did too.
They are currently in seclusion to digest this immense blessing.
When you emerge from seclusion, your cultivation will surely experience a qualitative leap!
The only thing that hasn't changed is Chang Jie, this strange member of the Chang family.
He was still slumped over his memorial tablet, puffing on cheap cigarettes, still listless and half-dead.
"Egg Boy, why are you...?"
"Why haven't I changed, right?" Chang Jie's eyes, one big and one small, were full of grievance.
"Quantum, you're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
"My parents are both dragons, but I am a maggot."
"The young general said not every worm can turn into a butterfly; it might just be a maggot..."
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