A Situation Neither Good nor Bad
Thanks to the Seven Profound Spirit Pill, Qin Shaofeng had only been unconscious for three hours before waking up again.
Three hours might have seemed like a long time, but compared to the injuries Qin Shaofeng had suffered, it was hardly worth mentioning.
Under normal circumstances, even with third- or fourth-grade healing pills, his injuries would have left him unconscious for three days and three nights.
And that was assuming his condition was relatively good. If it had been worse, it would have taken even longer.
"Ugh, how long was I unconscious?"
The first thing Qin Shaofeng noticed upon waking was that something was different about his body.
It seemed... he had almost recovered.
"No way. As far as I remember, the Seven Profound Pill shouldn't have been this effective! Could the effects of a fifth-grade healing pill have far exceeded my imagination?"
Even now, Qin Shaofeng had yet to realize that what he had swallowed was not a fifth-grade Seven Profound Pill, but a sixth-grade Seven Profound Spirit Pill.
A single character's difference, a single grade's divide—the gap between them was enormous.
He was experiencing that difference firsthand, because his body had already recovered seven or eight parts out of ten.
All that remained was for him to Restore Vitality, then adapt to his current realm and temper himself once more. After that, he would be fully recovered.
After going through all that and ending up in such a miserable state, he had actually suffered no losses.
Because he had already recovered.
Instead, he had gained a great deal. It was simply unbelievable.
In truth, Qin Shaofeng had never expected such an encounter. He had come here to take the opportunity to hunt Star Beasts.
Yet in the end, he had obtained such