My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows, enduring the pain throughout his body as he slowly approached the pool’s edge and said, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"It has been half a month already······"

Before Qin Xianyu could finish speaking, the surrounding Void fluctuated.

Wang Zijia turned his head and saw Zhang Daoxuan materializing out of the Void.

"Greetings to Martial Uncle Daoxuan!"

Wang Zijia also immediately paid his respects, "Greetings to Daoxuan Celestial Venerable!"

Zhang Daoxuan sized up Wang Zijia for a moment before saying, "It’s good that you’ve awoken, your injuries were not light; take good care of yourself and don’t leave behind any lasting issues!"

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "It’s nothing serious, just a bit of serious depletion."

Zhang Daoxuan paused, glanced at Qin Xianyu beside him, and after a long moment, said, "Luck favors the prepared. Forcing things isn’t always good, neither for you nor for him."

Wang Zijia smiled and replied, "But sometimes, striving against all odds yields results, otherwise, it all turns to dust. Between a tranquil existence and battling against fate, I prefer the latter."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoxuan fell silent.