Chen Qing returned to the True Martial Peak Small Courtyard and went straight into the Quiet Room.
After sitting cross-legged, he took out the mutton-fat white jade bottle and pulled out its stopper.
At once, a rich, mellow, exotic fragrance spread through the room as golden light rippled faintly.
After confirming it was correct, Chen Qing placed the pill in his mouth.
The Nine Revolutions Spirit Restoring Pill melted upon entering his mouth. Rather than turning into the usual hot medicinal current, it became a gentle, cool breath that shot straight toward the Sea of Consciousness between his brows!
"Boom—"
It was like sweet rain after a long drought, like spring winds thawing frozen earth.
Chen Qing felt his entire Sea of Consciousness shudder violently. The Sea of Consciousness, once covered in tiny cracks and faintly aching, was nourished by this immense vitality.
Every crack was meticulously mended, every inch of damaged divine sense nourished.
The lingering aura left by Li Qingyu's mental assault rapidly broke apart and dispersed beneath the washing force of that gentle yet vast medicinal power.
Wounds that had originally been expected to take months, perhaps even a year, to heal were now closing at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Not only were the cracks in his Sea of Consciousness healing, but under the nourishment of the medicine, it was becoming ever tougher.
Chen Qing opened his eyes.
Under inner inspection, his Sea of Consciousness had already recovered by more than half. The spiderweb-like hairline cracks had long since healed as before beneath the gentle, vast medicinal power of the Nine Revolutions Spirit Restoring Pill, and were even more solid and resilient than before he was injured.
The ever-present stabbing pain deep within his divine sense had also vanished without a trace, leaving behind