Shi Er swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill and began cultivating, feeling his Vital Energy grow stronger. He was thrilled from head to toe.
Pills truly were treasures that aided cultivation.
One pill was worth half a month of bitter cultivation for him.
"Pills are easy to refine and leave no impurities behind, but you can't eat too many. They can easily cause an unstable realm."
Shi Er thought it over and put away the remaining pills.
"I've already entered the beginner stage, so I should learn some saber techniques too. My lord only teaches the Dao—I can't learn or comprehend that. I'll wait for Meng Chong to return and have him teach me.
"Or I could learn the techniques of the Inner Domain."
Thinking this, Shi Er glanced at the time. It was about time to cook. Several days had passed, so he should stew some chicken soup. His lord loved that most of all.
As soon as he stepped outside, he happened to see Meng Chong returning. His upper body was bare, a wound gaped across his chest, and bloodstains covered him from head to toe. Shi Er was instantly shocked.
"Meng Chong, what happened to you?"
Anyone could see that he had been through a brutal battle. In particular, if the wound on his chest had been even a little deeper, his life would have been in danger.
Shi Er knew just how powerful Meng Chong's physical body was.
Even he, a martial artist, couldn't break through Meng Chong's defenses, and ordinary people were even less capable of it.
"It's only a minor injury. Nothing serious."
Meng Chong panted as he entered the courtyard.
"Second Senior Disciple Brother, what happened? How did you get hurt?"
Su Lingxiu was startled and hurried over.
"Second Senior Disciple Brother, don't