In the Present World, where extraordinary power was constantly advancing, even resurrection after death was no rare sight. Maimed limbs were even less of an unsolvable problem.
But everything came at a price. As cultivators' strength continued to rise, their powerful physiques, capable of uprooting mountains and filling seas, became ever harder to mend once damaged.
For ordinary people, a single lowest-grade Vein-Opening Pill was enough to sweep away all ailments. If they had kept their bodies properly conditioned in daily life, they would even stand a great chance of stepping into the extraordinary. Clearing chronic illnesses was merely incidental.
But for Divine Presence cultivators, restoring maimed limbs to their former state required resources that could only be described as "terrifying." An ordinary Divine Presence cultivator afflicted with the loss of a limb would need to spend at least two years running about to pay off the debt.
Of course, Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Zun had fought for the state, so the Qi court naturally covered those expenses.
Both had suffered severed limbs, and both had collapsed unconscious only after fighting themselves into heart failure and utter exhaustion.
The Immortal Sleep Needle personally administered by Qi State's Chief Imperial Physician could not only speed the recovery of their bodies, but also help regulate their vital energy and blood, consolidating their cultivation.
The moment Chongxuan Sheng and Bao Zhongqing entered the small courtyard where Chongxuan Zun was recuperating, someone stopped them.
The military talent Wen Lianmu looked more like a scholar than a general. Standing in their path now, his face stern, he said, "Young Master Zun has not yet recovered. It is inconvenient for him to receive visitors. Please forgive us, gentlemen."
Chongxuan Sheng looked utterly indignant. His fat finger nearly jabbed Wen Lianmu in the face. "The man lying