That Qilin had recovered to such a state entirely thanks to the Three-Life Sacred Lotus. As for the sacred healing medicines he had provided, Ye Lin knew full well what they were capable of.
Those things simply could not have restored the Qilin to such a state in such a short time.
Even when he used them himself, their effects were barely adequate, let alone for a Qilin at the quasi-Saint realm.
Suddenly, a thunderous blast rang out before him. The cage that had trapped the Qilin shattered directly into powder.
A dense holy might echoed continuously through the secret chamber.
"Kid, come out."
"This time, you saved me. I am naturally not the sort to repay kindness with ingratitude. Tell me, what do you need? As long as you ask, anything I have is yours."
The Qilin stood upon the ground, its lantern-sized eyes silently fixed on Ye Lin.
Hearing this, Ye Lin quietly stepped out.
Standing before the Qilin, he looked like a doll.
One of the Qilin's legs was taller than his entire body.
"Senior, I do not want anything. After all, there is nothing I lack right now."
Ye Lin said with a smile.
At those words, the Qilin before him frowned deeply.
This kid would not be easy to fool.
Since ancient times, a saying had been widely passed down.
Money was easy to repay; favors were not.
He was not afraid of the kid opening his mouth like a lion. After all, the kid truly had saved his life, and he would agree to whatever the kid asked for.
But those words had stumped him instead.
Damn, this kid was crafty.
The next moment, the Qilin suddenly opened its cavernous maw. Within that blood-filled mouth, a tiny bead without any color slowly appeared.
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