With things turning out like this, how could Lin Xuan not be wreathed in joy? The ancients said that surviving a great calamity was sure to bring blessings afterward—those words had truly not deceived him.
Since the pill had been refined and successfully purified, by rights, this matter should have come to an end.
However, after a brief moment of thought, Lin Xuan did not plan to go out right away.
There was no other reason. The environment here was quite good. Taking the Shangyuan Falling Snow Pill here, refining its medicinal power, and healing his injuries should be an excellent choice.
No sooner said than done.
But before that, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve, and a streak of firelight shot out from within it.
A Sound Transmission Talisman!
It did not matter if he healed his wounds here, but Yue'er was outside, uneasy and anxious. How could Lin Xuan bear to let her heart hang in fear? So he had to first report that he was safe.
He pressed the Sound Transmission Talisman to his forehead and recorded the words he wished to say with his divine sense. Then Lin Xuan swept his sleeve, and the Sound Transmission Talisman turned into a Fire Dragon and vanished.
After Yue'er received the Sound Transmission Talisman, she was overjoyed. Leaving aside the situation on her end, let us speak only of Lin Xuan.
Although he had already decided to take the immortal pill here and make up for the Life Origin Qi he had lost, after hesitating briefly, he still did not do so at once.
After all, refining the pill and purifying it had already been extremely taxing. He needed to rest for a while first to have greater assurance.
Thus Lin Xuan went to the room next door, sat