Having merely spent an hour treating his injuries and just as his internal wounds from his five internal organs and six hollow organs started to stabilize and improve, Yang Zhengxi stopped the treatment and abruptly stood up.
The sudden movement caused the corners of his mouth to twitch slightly. Although his six broken ribs were already fixed with spiritual power, there was still a tingling pain during movement.
Enduring the pain, a surge of spiritual light erupted around him. Yang Zhengxi abruptly soared into the sky, his eyes sparkling like a hawk browsing its terrain.
Under normal circumstances, it would take Yang Zhengxi a full day to fully recover from his injuries.
But what worried Yang Zhengxi was that if he were to spend a day healing here, Ye Zhen would certainly be long gone.
Ye Zhen was slippery; Yang Zhengxi had experienced that firsthand. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would next catch Ye Zhen.
