Swish!
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao, who was in the middle of cultivation, opened his eyes, and two sharp glimmers shot out from them, smashing into the wall and piercing right through it.
Feeling his own condition, Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.
"Used up more than a dozen red elixirs and five blood sacrifice fruits, but finally recovered," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He got up from the bed and opened the door to walk outside.
"Big bro, you're finally out. If you stayed in there any longer, I would've starved to death!" Black Dragon Saint said, pouting.
Beside him was a big pile of snack bags.
"Little Black, these weren't all eaten by you, right?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed.
"Hehe! I was just too hungry," Black Dragon Saint said, scratching his head sheepishly.
"Alright, I'll call them now to have some food sent up," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
Picking up the phone next to him, he dialed the front desk and instructed them to send up a feast before hanging up the phone.
