Li Qingshen slept for a long time this time, not knowing whether it was his unwavering will that took effect or if heaven was moved by him, but his fever gradually subsided, he slept more peacefully, and his breathing began to even out. The lips that were once tinged with purple gradually turned pale.
By the next morning, Li Qingshen had returned to normal, he ate some food and didn't throw up again, clearly after enduring so long, his body had gradually adapted to the environment here.
What came next was, of course, making thorough preparations, then climbing the mountain.
Since Li Qingshen had found a professional climbing team, world-class and particularly familiar with this mountain, it saved a lot of time and effort, and there wouldn't be too many difficulties. The only hardship was that the higher they climbed, the colder it got. By the time they reached the midpoint of the mountain, the temperature had already plunged to below negative sixteen degrees.
