Compared with the injuries to his body, the damage to his Yin Spirit made those wounds almost negligible. After a few cycles of Dharma Power, most of his physical injuries had healed.
But injuries to the Yin Spirit were nowhere near so simple!
Tang Changsheng took out a Bright Pearl the size of a pigeon's egg and held it between his fingers.
Before long, a hazy radiance flowed from it like a cloud of luminous mist. Tang Changsheng drew it in with a sharp breath, swallowing it straight into his Spirit Terrace.
The Spirit Terrace was dim and lightless, and his Yin Spirit looked utterly listless.
But when the faint, translucent mist drifted in, his languishing Primordial Spirit stirred. It opened its mouth and, with a single breath, drew in the entire cloud.
After several more breaths, the mist gradually dissipated.
The light of his Yin Spirit's consciousness had recovered by two or three tenths.
He took out another Bright Pearl and repeated the process.
After three Bright Pearls, most of Tang Changsheng's injuries had healed. His Primordial Spirit floated above the Spirit Terrace, its vigor restored!
"At my level of cultivation, Spirit-Nourishing Pills don't do a thing anymore. These Bright Pearls still work... No wonder they've become hard currency in the Eastern Glory World."
Tang Changsheng murmured to himself.
Indeed, what he had just used to heal his injuries were the Bright Pearls circulated as currency in the Eastern Glory World, each worth a hundred taels of gold.
Gold, Bright Pearls, and White Jade—these were the three forms of hard currency in the Eastern Glory World...
For cultivators, that was. They meant little to most ordinary people.
After all, a single Bright Pearl was worth a hundred taels of gold, while one Jade Disc was worth ten thousand.
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