His consciousness was murky and heavy. Ba Qiu, that Supreme Treasure Weapon Race member, seemed to possess more than just the traits of Sealing Power; there was something else strange about him, something that affected Lu Ye's body and mind in every way.
The Talent Tree was indeed burning away the abnormalities that had invaded his body, but it would take time.
If there had been no disturbances during that time, Lu Ye felt that he should have been able to recover gradually. But after fighting Perrin to the death, he had finally been unable to hold on.
He knew that someone had taken him away, and he knew who it was, yet he was powerless to resist. His current state was like drunkenness—his consciousness had not entirely sunk away, but his body was beyond his control.
Fortunately, the one who had taken him away had not shown any malice.
He forced himself to stay awake, maintaining that dazed state. Only a day later did he slowly begin to feel better.
After briefly examining himself, he found that most of his superficial wounds had already healed. Only the injury from Perrin's final spear thrust through his heart had yet to recover. For a Dao Fusion cultivator, such a wound was not fatal, but healing it required the expenditure of vital energy, which was why Lu Ye had grown so weak.
The most severe wound was undoubtedly the slash Ba Qiu had inflicted. Before the strange power entwined around that wound was completely burned away, it could not possibly heal.
The state inside his body was also somewhat dire, and recovering would not be as easy as healing flesh wounds. Still, none of it was a major problem.
"Brother Dao, this is a healing elixir specially made by my tribe. It