The two spoke for a while longer. After Li Zhan briefed him on some Barracks matters, he rose and left.
Qian Ming looked at the command token in Lin Taichu's hand and said excitedly, "Captain, you're a Centurion now! From now on, we're regular troops!"
On the morning of the seventh day, inside the medicinal bath chamber of the Spiritual Medicine Hall, Lin Taichu circulated his spiritual power through its final cycle.
The spiritual light of the Clear Spirit Spring flowed over his body once before slowly fading. The last trace of demonic energy lingering in his meridians was completely purged, and the wound on his chest had mostly healed, leaving only a faint scar.
The Gym Master pushed open the door and entered. He checked Lin Taichu's pulse for a moment, then withdrew his hand and nodded. "You've recovered well. Your spiritual power circulation is still somewhat sluggish, but there's nothing serious."
"Take a Miasma Clearing Pill daily for three days after you return to consolidate your recovery. Supplement that with gentle cultivation, and you'll make a full recovery within a month. It won't affect your future cultivation progress."
Lin Taichu rose to thank him, then changed into the brand-new Centurion's uniform Qian Ming had prepared earlier.
Silver wolf patterns were embroidered on the cuffs. The Centurion's command token hanging at his waist glinted coldly in the morning light, carrying far more authority than his former Captain's token.
"Captain, Zhao Hu and the others are waiting outside the hall." Qian Ming picked up the packed luggage, which contained the remaining Healing Pills and the Military Affairs Dossier Li Zhan had sent over.
When they left the Spiritual Medicine Hall, a military carriage was waiting outside. Zhao Hu and the members of Third Squad stood by the carriage. The moment