Chapter 297

Hu Yuan sat alone in the room, gazing at the spirit fruit in his hand that radiated a gentle spiritual power. The fruit had a delicate skin, across which a dreamlike halo rippled. Hu Yuan stared at it, his eyes filled with anticipation, knowing full well that this spirit fruit might be the key to recovering his strength and finding his fellow apprentices. He brought the spirit fruit close to his lips and took a gentle bite. In an instant, a rich and mellow spiritual power surged like a fierce tide, spreading across his mouth, plunging down his throat, and rapidly infiltrating every part of his body. Hu Yuan felt every pore in his body cheer and rejoice, greedily absorbing this formidable spiritual power. He closed his eyes tightly, concentrating entirely on guiding the spiritual power through his meridians. With every single circulation, he could feel his damaged meridians being nourished, gradually repairing and healing. As the spiritual power was continuously absorbed and transformed, Hu Yuan's pale complexion gradually turned rosy, and his previously feeble aura grew increasingly robust. This process was long and arduous; Hu Yuan was so deeply immersed in it that he felt as if he were isolated from the outside world, and the passage of time became blurred in his perception.