Three days later, Lin City.
Without warning, a deep, pitch-black hole appeared above the city, as though behind it lay a bottomless abyss of darkness. Immediately afterward, a figure stepped steadily out of the hole, and the inky-black opening slowly sealed itself shut.
The arrival was none other than Qin He, who had left Lin City three months ago.
"Young hero, what do you think of this Void Gate? With this one technique alone, you've already gotten your money's worth," Moth Ancestor's voice rang out.
Qin He lowered his head and wriggled the toe that felt no different from any other. He nodded. "It is much more convenient."
"Hmph, it's far more than convenient. With this ancestor opening the Void Gate, you can travel wherever you please in this world. Fight, pursue enemies—who could possibly be faster than you? You've stumbled upon a huge bargain, hmph hmph," Moth Ancestor said smugly.
"You'd better not play any tricks. Otherwise, even if this Great Immortal has to chop off his foot, I won't let you off easy," Qin He warned.
Moth Ancestor had indeed made up for his deficiency through a method Qin He could not comprehend at all.
It had transformed into a Big Toe and attached itself to the place where his missing toe had been. It was utterly inconceivable.
In an instant, Qin He felt that small flaw within him had been filled.
His sacred body was now complete. Though its might had not increased, the difference in essence between being flawed and flawless was as vast as heaven and earth.
There would be no difference in ordinary battles, but once he entered a life-and-death struggle, the advantage of being flawless would become exceedingly apparent.
As the old saying went, one's body, hair, and skin were bestowed by one's