A rich surge of vitality rushed out of the Twelve Acupoints, flowing warmly through his limbs and bones.
The lingering trace of dull, swollen pain inside him was washed away by that vitality, disappearing completely within a few breaths.
All the discomfort in his body vanished at once.
Chen Ye slowly opened his eyes, looked down, and clenched his fists. He found that he had fully recovered.
After that exchange of blows, he had gained a clearer understanding of his strength.
With his current Eightfold Mortal Shedding cultivation, paired with the Five Qi Returning to the Origin of the Five-Organ Thunder Resonance Method, he could withstand a direct blow from an ordinary Dragon Elephant Martial Master without suffering serious injury.
Few at the same realm could likely match such defensive power.
But it was still far from enough.
Cui Rong belonged to the Cui Family, and he himself was also a retainer of the Cui Family.
Thus, neither side had torn away the veneer of civility yet, and there was still room to maneuver.
If he encountered another Dragon Elephant Martial Master outside, he might not be as lucky as he had been today.
If the opponent failed to kill him with one strike, they would surely keep attacking.
When that happened, his current strength might not be enough to hold them off.
At that thought, Chen Ye reached into his robes and took out a small jade bottle.
It was the very one he had previously found on Wu Qichi.
He pulled out the stopper, and a rich medicinal fragrance immediately spread, filling the entire cabin.
Chen Ye tipped the precious pill, about the size of a longan fruit, into his palm.
As usual, he found a gray rat in the bottom of the hold, scraped off a thin