Zhao Changhe had spent five full days in that half-conscious meditative state, followed by three more days healing himself by consuming Ying Five’s immortal pills.0

Even if only taking those pills into account, he had clearly profited immensely from his misfortune, perhaps even a little too immensely. These pills were far beyond ordinary elixirs or medicine. They replenished his qi, his blood, and invigorated his physique. In fact, not only did they restore all of the blood he had lost, but they even significantly enhanced his blood essence. Given that Zhao Changhe’s cultivation foundation heavily relied on his vigorous blood and qi, the value of these pills was beyond measure.0

These were clearly treasures Ying Five had kept as his ultimate reserves. Though not particularly suited to Ying Five’s own cultivation path, their worth was undoubtedly astronomical. Yet Ying Five had casually handed all three pills to Zhao Changhe without so much as blinking an eye.0

Within these three days, Zhao Changhe not only recovered but unexpectedly advanced his cultivation. At the second layer of the Profound Control Realm, even minor advancements...1