Eight Directions Spirit Treasure House

The next day.

Ye Kang woke from the exquisite bed.

His body was already wrapped in bandages, and the entire room reeked of medicine.

This was one of the finest rooms in Wind Breath Valley. After all, Jin Lingfeng was a Border Guard Captain and couldn't stay in Black Fire Town forever, so their group had hurried back early.

As for the bandits of White Bone Ridge and Magistrate Ma, they had all been handed over to the people from the Three Prefectures Department.

Jin Lingfeng believed that, given his status, he wouldn't be shortchanged on the credit he was due.

As the person most severely injured this time, Ye Kang had naturally been given the best medicine. With the effects of the Great Pill and Spirit Spring Leaf as well, he could already walk around.

He opened the door, and before him lay a world of wind and sand.

He was in a two-story stone building. It was far better than his little stone hut, but there was no changing the harshness of the surroundings.

He took a deep breath and assessed his current condition.

The damage was indeed severe. Even so many spirit medicines couldn't fully repair him.

At this point, it seemed that only breaking through to the Second Palace and receiving Heaven and Earth Blessing during the breakthrough could restore him completely.

His gaze calm, he sat down in the chair beside him.

His divine sense sank into the Ink Jade Realm.

Beside the Thunder Marsh, a severed hand floated slowly in midair. It was Zhou Fangbi's right hand.

The Jade Bangle was still on its wrist.

He had fought with everything he had and nearly died there. At least he'd managed to get something out of it in the end.

These Storage Magic Treasures should,