"Hmph. Say whatever you want."
"Either way, handle this matter yourself. Be careful you don't end up blowing it all apart."
"The hatred of endless ages cannot be resolved with just a word or two, unless you can find a Saint to mediate in person."
"Farewell."
With a flick of his sleeve, the old man turned and left.
"Are you coming back for dinner?"
"Eat your mother."
"Isn't my mother your mother too?"
"Get lost."
On the other side, after submitting the mission at the Holy Palace, Ye Lin returned to Meteor Island alone.
Without hesitation, he began treating his injuries the moment he arrived at his residence.
This time, his new and old wounds had flared up together. They were extremely severe.
He took out the pill Ning Yi had given him earlier. After hesitating for a long time, he ultimately swallowed it.
That guy wouldn't stoop to tampering with the pill.
After all, he was fairly open and aboveboard.
The instant the pill entered his throat, it melted into a warm current that slid down his gullet and into his abdomen.
At first, there was nothing unusual. Only a faint warmth spread through his dantian, like a spring breeze sweeping over a frozen lake.
Then, that warmth suddenly erupted.
Not in an explosion, but like a volcanic eruption, surging violently upward from the depths of his dantian.
An incomparably violent medicinal force exploded within Ye Lin's body, rushing through his meridians toward his limbs and every bone in his body.
Ye Lin's body jolted, and his hands instinctively clenched around his knees.
That medicinal force was far too overbearing.
It was not gentle nourishment, but brutal crushing.
Like a maddened dragon, it rampaged through Ye Lin's meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridian walls were forced apart, torn open,