High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Shen Chang'an looked at the three clan leaders in front of him with some helplessness: "The three clan leaders don't need to guard the door all the time. This is the core medical area of ​​the Zhenye Division. Anything that happens can be detected immediately."

Peng Lie shook his head directly: "That's different. Your Highness has just appeared in the world and is not yet familiar with the current human world and demon world. There must be someone by your side to be ready to give orders at any time."

Jin Yao wholeheartedly agreed: "His Highness doesn't like too many people following him, so naturally we won't go in to disturb him. But if there's no one guarding the door, and the Five Phoenix Clans find out, I won't be able to explain it when I get back."

Although Qing Ge didn't exaggerate as much, he didn't intend to leave either: "Since I have nothing to do these next few days, I'll stay here. If Your Highness needs anything, you can find me immediately."

Shen Chang'an glanced at the three of them, knowing that further persuasion would be useless, so he simply nodded: "Okay, I'll go in and ask for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three clan leaders moved aside in perfect unison.

Shen Chang'an raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a short while, the door opened from the inside, and a rich aroma of spiritual fruit wafted out.

After opening the door, Du Yue walked towards the table, where several empty jade boxes were piled up, along with a small pile of fruit pits. She even had half a spirit fruit in her mouth.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to visit Old Wang and also to see how you are doing."

Shen Chang'an walked into the room, glanced at the several empty boxes on the table, then looked at her bulging cheeks and couldn't help but ask, "The three clan leaders outside asked me to ask you if you want to continue eating."

"Still want to eat?"

Du Yue glanced down at the remaining food on the table, then patted her stomach and quickly shook her head: "I can't eat anymore, there's still so much left."

"Then don't force yourself to eat it."

Shen Chang'an smiled and said, "From now on, just tell those three outside what you want to eat. They seem to care more about what you eat than you do yourself, and they probably wish you would give them something to do every day."

After hearing this, Du Yue curiously peeked her head out the door.

Peng Lie, Jin Yao, and Qing Ge, who were originally standing in the corridor talking in hushed tones, stopped talking almost simultaneously when they saw that she had suddenly noticed.

Jin Yao quickly put on a very kind smile: "Does Your Highness have any orders?"

Du Yue thought for a moment, then seemed to be craving something again. In the end, she couldn't resist and picked up an empty red brocade box from the table, waving it around.

"Is there any more of this red stuff? I only want a little, not too much, because I can't finish it all. I'll rest for a bit before I eat more."

Jin Yao looked down and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Red Glow Fruit?"

"Of course there are more!"

He walked a few steps to the door and took the brocade box, his tone noticeably lighter: "I'm glad Your Highness likes it. The clan didn't bring much this time, but I'll have someone send another batch from the Golden Phoenix Clan's territory right away."

Peng Lie, who was standing nearby, couldn't sit still any longer: "Your Highness, you can also try the Azure Cloud Fruit. It tastes a bit sweeter than the Crimson Cloud Fruit. If you don't like it, my Heavenly Peng Clan has more than ten kinds of spiritual fruits that you can..."

"Alright, alright."

Shen Chang'an interrupted him helplessly: "Don't send it all here at once."

He then looked at Jin Yao: "Also, you should first confirm how much she should eat each day. Du Yue is currently recovering her original essence, not being fed spirit fruits to make her feel stuffed."

Jin Yao then realized what had happened and nodded solemnly, "It was my oversight."

Qing Ge chuckled softly from the side: "I've said it before, nourishing one's essence must be done gradually. Your Highness may enjoy eating, but the daily amount must still be controlled."

Jin Yao glanced at him: "The Elixir of Life is the same."

Seeing that the two were about to continue arguing, Shen Chang'an ignored them and looked back at the intensive care unit where Old Wang was.

"Take your time eating, I'll go in and check on Old Wang."

Du Yue nodded: "Okay."

Shen Chang'an turned and left the lounge.

After being admitted to the intensive care unit, Mr. Wang's body remained quietly on the life support equipment. Although he did not regain consciousness, the curve representing his mental state on the monitor was much more stable than it had been a few days ago.

Shen Chang'an closed his eyes.

Deep within his consciousness, the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Technique slowly began to operate.

A wisp of condensed divine soul power emanated from between Wang Lao's brows and entered the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. After a brief period of darkness, the familiar office reappeared before his eyes.

The mahogany bookshelves, the large desk, the tea set—everything was almost unchanged from when I last left.

The figure behind the desk slowly solidified.

Compared to a few days ago, most of the dense cracks on the surface of Old Wang's soul have disappeared, and his aura has become much more stable. At least he is no longer in danger of collapsing at any moment.

The old man opened his eyes and was somewhat surprised to see Shen Chang'an.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Chang'an sat down opposite him and looked him up and down: "It seems you've recovered quite well."

"It's much better than before."

Old Wang casually activated his dream and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

Shen Chang'an picked up his teacup, but instead of drinking it, he glanced at the ever-changing seasons outside the window.

"You have mastered the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Manual quite well."

Upon hearing this, Old Wang shook his head.

"Not at all."

Shen Chang'an looked at him with some surprise.

Old Wang put down the teapot and looked out the window: "This technique is more complicated than I expected. I've only barely grasped the basics of what you taught me."

"What I've been doing these days is maintaining the stability of my dreams and nourishing my soul. As for anything deeper, I haven't continued to study it."

Shen Chang'an raised an eyebrow slightly: "Afraid of problems?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of problems arising, it's that I'm afraid of getting directly involved."

Old Wang spoke quite frankly: "Dreams, time, soul, and the transformation between reality and illusion—any one of these forces alone would be troublesome enough, but the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Technique has somehow managed to combine them all together."

"If we delve a little deeper, even I can't tell whether I'm deduce this in a dream or have been dragged into another layer of dream by the technique."

As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"This kind of technique cannot be mastered in a short time, and my current state of mind is not suitable for testing it on myself."

The more he learned about the spell, the more astonished he became by the talent of the boy before him. This kind of spell could not be mastered over time. If you were not talented enough, you might never be able to master it in your entire life. Yet the boy before him had mastered the spell in less than two years and had already reached the point of being able to control it at will. His talent was truly frightening. No wonder the seniors in Zhenyuan City would pass on these spells to him.

Shen Chang'an nodded, not insisting.

When Zhou Luotian taught the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Technique, he said that this technique was inherently difficult, and if one was not careful, the practitioner himself might get trapped in the depths of the dream.

It's quite impressive that Old Wang was able to grasp the most basic part in such a short time and use it to stabilize his soul.