Space trembled slightly as Ye Yan led Ximen Ka into a dimly lit hotel suite.
Zhao Wumian and the others were all in the suite's living room, sitting cross-legged in different directions while tending to their injuries.
"Ye Yan..."
When they saw him return, everyone greeted him. Ye Yan nodded, his gaze falling on Da Liu and Yuan Tienan. "How do you two feel?"
"I'm fine now." Da Liu finished his cultivation and exhaled a breath of stale air. At the same time, he moved the severed arm that had regrown.
It had been restored with a spirit medicine Zhao Wumian had bestowed for regrowing severed limbs. The divine medicine was precious, but with Zhao Wumian's wealth, it was nothing much.
However, the forbidden artifact was gone, so Da Liu could only count as a Dao Law Realm expert one level stronger than ordinary ones. Before the division of the Six Realms, that was obviously quite impressive.
On the other side, Yuan Tienan also said that her injuries had mostly healed. After this Iron Empress received the Sacred Emperor Treasure Ship's precious radiance, her life force had recovered considerably, but she likewise could not make up for the loss caused by the removal of her forbidden artifact.
Ye Yan briefly told Zhao Wumian about the information he had gathered outside, then entered another room.
Ever since Sun Ming had been rescued, he had been kept apart from the others. The main reason was that his condition was far too strange.
The phantoms of four figures flickered in and out of existence, like vengeful ghosts clinging to him. They constantly tried to burrow into Sun Ming's body, yet seemed unable to break through some kind of boundary. They remained locked in that stalemate, while Sun Ming's consciousness stayed trapped in a