"Are you sure?"
The Artifact Spirit sneered.
No one knew Hanyu's physical condition better than it did.
His body was nearly withered. To put it bluntly, if his body weren't tough enough, he'd be in such bad shape they could start preparing his coffin.
"Do you know your body nearly died?"
The Artifact Spirit shook its head with a sigh. It had never expected Hanyu's body to come so close to being destroyed by his Dharma Form.
It seemed he wasn't without weaknesses. Once his life force was drained, he could still die like anyone else.
Soon, it realized something.
Who the hell could have their life force drained and not die?
Besides, Hanyu had been drained as if he were completely undefended from the inside. Someone with a technique like that might not even be able to do anything to him under normal circumstances.
Unless Hanyu stood there like an idiot and let them drain him.
Back to the point: Hanyu's body was indeed in the worst possible shape.
He absolutely had to take those blue pills.
Hanyu grimaced. "Can you at least tell me what these are first? You can't just shove them at someone and make them eat them!"
At the very least, when he gave people pills, he explained the pros and cons. These guys had no sense of honor—he hadn't even gotten an explanation.
"They're naturally meant to replenish your life force."
Elder Luo of Nanli Sword Studio stepped forward and spoke.
The old men of their nine sects had come up with these while pursuing ways to extend their lifespans.
Although they couldn't increase one's lifespan, they were more than enough to replenish life force.
Hanyu was lucky to have run into a group of old men who loved researching ways to prolong life.