Wen Ran was just about to close his eyes, his muscles finally beginning to relax, when a sudden wave of energy surged through him. It wasn't powerful or overwhelming — in fact, it felt faint, almost insignificant — yet the moment it touched his soul, he knew exactly what it was.
A sliver of his lost lifespan had returned.
That's it? Wen Ran clenched his fists, feeling the restored energy barely stirring within him. It wasn't much — a flicker, a scrap — like tossing a cup of water into a blazing inferno. He knew it wouldn't make a difference.
Look at the bright side... look at the bright side… He repeated the words in his mind, forcing himself to calm down, yet his frustration burned beneath the surface. Don't get mad over this... it's just ten years... barely even a breath to a cultivator…
