"Senior, I only came to chat with them and ask them a few questions. There's no enmity between us. I'm softhearted by nature and can't stand the sight of blood, so please don't misunderstand."
Seeing several burly Green Uncles rush out, Qin Yang hurriedly added a few reminders.
"Oh, I see." The bald old man nodded at those people. In the blink of an eye, they turned into streaks of green light and vanished from where they stood.
Without another word, the old man pulled Qin Yang deeper into the settlement. There was a pool formed from a tree stump here. The pool was only about a foot deep, yet at its bottom was a tiny spring slowly seeping pale green liquid.
The old man scooped up a ladleful of the fragrant liquid and poured Qin Yang a cup.
"Give it a taste. This is Sacred Tree sap. Only the sap naturally produced in a very few places can be drunk. It is also the finest sacred medicine for healing injuries, especially for outsiders like you."
Qin Yang raised the wooden cup and took a light sip. He immediately sensed an incomparably dense surge of vitality erupt within him, swiftly spreading through his entire body. The exhaustion in his body, as well as flaws that might have existed in his physical cultivation, all naturally began repairing themselves under the effects of that immense vitality.
There was even surplus power left over, causing his body to undergo changes. With a thought, Qin Yang silently circulated the Burial Sea Marrow Refinement Canon, beginning to consume that power in great quantities and turn it into the driving force behind a fundamental transformation of his body.
Qin Yang sipped it mouthful by mouthful while the old man began asking questions.
"The Great Wilderness is