"I hope this will help you."
At that moment, Ye Lin beckoned, and the Three-Life Sacred Lotus appeared in his hand.
At the same time, Ye Lin tossed countless sacred healing medicines into the iron cage.
These sacred healing medicines were effective for himself, but Ye Lin had no idea whether they would work on the Qilin before him, which was at the quasi-Saint realm.
He could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive.
It would be best if he could save it. If not, then it could not blame him for being ruthless.
He would refine it on the spot. After all, this was the fleshly body of a quasi-Saint realm Qilin—a priceless treasure in itself.
Refining it directly would also spare it from further suffering and help it find release.
The sacred healing medicines Ye Lin had given entered the iron cage and were immediately swallowed in one bite by the Qilin's gaping maw.
The Qilin merely glanced at the Three-Life Sacred Lotus before swallowing it as well, then lay on the ground without moving.
"You can still move? I thought you were dead."
Seeing the Qilin's sudden action, Ye Lin said with a smile. Then he leaned against the edge of the iron cage and quietly waited for the Qilin to recover.
Since this iron cage could trap a Qilin, Ye Lin naturally would not open it.
What if the Qilin recovered and failed to recognize kindness?
Cutting the chains earlier had been a gesture of goodwill. He meant no harm.
For now, it was better not to open this iron cage.
Ye Lin closed his eyes and quietly waited for the Qilin to recover. Behind him, a layer of white radiance enveloped the Qilin's body.
The dense wounds covering its body, so deep