In truth, there was no need to thank that quack bastard Xie Lan for drilling completely into the money pit. Ji Jue lay in the hospital room doing nothing, paying money with a rustle every day, so heartbroken he could barely sleep.
Why would a Chosen One's physical condition require such painstaking care? Especially Ji Jue, who had perfected the Metamorphosis Rank—his recovery ability was astonishing.
If the situation had been urgent, he would not even have needed the Metamorphosis Rank. Under Embers' Spiritual Substance characteristic, Material Property Interference, he could have simply slapped his thigh, forcibly set the bone, then used muscles whose toughness and hardness had been enhanced as splints to hold it in place. After cutting off neural transmission, he could even run a full marathon.
The reason he had lain there for so long was entirely because Ji Jue—well, he had been too careless. Every so often, he would accidentally break his leg, over and over again, more than a dozen times.
Professor Ye, who had come to visit him, issued instructions and guidance: he was already such a grown man, so he could not be this careless. He needed to be more careful in the future.
And the reason he could finally leave the hospital was also because—there was no use breaking his legs anymore!
They could not keep him locked up.
After breaking and healing his leg more than a dozen times, he had practically gotten used to life in a wheelchair. Then, yesterday morning, Ji Jue opened his eyes, got up naturally to wash up, and brushed his teeth before the mirror. When he raised his hand, he discovered that the number [7] on his Wristwatch had silently lit up with a dazzling speck of golden light.
Rebirth Rank!
The breakthrough came naturally,