After the cleansing of Sunlight Garden, aside from the still somewhat weakened Amisha, the others were visibly much more spirited. The gloom from being imprisoned for days had also faded somewhat.
But once their spirits had recovered, they seemed to have enough energy to let out some other emotions.
For example, the fat man who had farted the most earlier was now muttering quietly to the two lackeys beside him, "I feel like my entire body is bursting with strength right now. This feels incredible."
Had he stopped there, no one would have said anything. But the fat man just had to add, "That liar Blaze, and that jinx Gelos—they didn't get to enjoy this. Now that's truly satisfying."
Though the fat man spoke very softly and was merely bragging to his lackeys, such whispers could not conceal anything from Angel and the others.
Angel merely cast the fat man a light glance and said nothing.
Dox, on the other hand, smiled. "The first thing he does after gaining a benefit is gloat over those who didn't get one. He's quite the talent. Still, though his words were unpleasant, he did get one thing right: luck accounts for quite a lot on the path of cultivation."
Dox had merely made an offhand remark, but Lady Mero, standing nearby, felt especially awkward hearing it.
After all, she had recruited these gifted ones.
Lady Mero looked toward Angel, intending to explain something, but Angel said flatly, "Amisha should be able to walk now. Help her change clothes, then we'll continue. There are still two gifted ones we haven't found."
Lady Mero swallowed the words in her throat and nodded. "All right."
Concealed by the illusion, the others could not see Amisha's abnormal condition. Only Lady Mero, who had approached her, could see