Throwing Herself into His Arms

"Revitalization Pill?"

When Su Ziling learned that what she held in her hands was a Revitalization Pill capable of restoring one's appearance,

she could hardly believe her ears. Tears swiftly welled up and filled her eyes.

"Master!"

The young girl suddenly threw herself into Wang Chen's arms and wept so hard she could not speak.

Wang Chen gently patted her back, offering silent comfort.

When he had first met Su Ziling, his initial impression of the girl had been one of gloom.

Over the past few days, however, Su Ziling had seemed mature and capable in her role as a maid.

Only now, in his arms, was Su Ziling truly a seventeen-year-old girl in the bloom of youth.

The pain, sorrow, and bitterness that had long accumulated in her heart all poured forth with her scalding tears.

Su Ziling cried for the time it took an incense stick to burn before she finally pulled herself from Wang Chen's embrace, her face flushed. "Master, I'm sorry."

"It's all right."

Wang Chen smiled and patted her head. "Take the pill quickly. If you leave it too long, its potency will fade."

"Mhm."

Su Ziling nodded vigorously, then ran into the little room where she lived.

She was likely afraid that Wang Chen would see her in such an embarrassing state.

Wang Chen was in no hurry. He took out a Daoist book he had bought at the market earlier and began reading it at leisure.

This Daoist book had cost him over a hundred Spirit Stones. It was a rare, fine copy of an ancient text. Though the cultivation insights recorded within did not count as secret teachings or cultivation arts, they held reference value for Wang Chen's efforts to condense golden core.

Thus, after reading the first few pages, he had