With the crisis resolved, the mood on the way back was much lighter than it had been on the way there.
Zushi walked beside Lin Yan, chattering nonstop, his eyes filled with fervent admiration whenever he looked at him.
"Mr. Lin Yan! That move you used was so cool! What was that golden bead?
Was it your Nen Ability? Do you take disciples? I don't think Shingen-ryu has a future. I want to cultivate immortality with you!"
Wing followed behind them, his face darkening as he listened to his disciple's utterly "treasonous" remarks.
He grabbed Zushi by the back of his collar and dragged him to his side.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Shingen-ryu has no future? You're asking for a beating. Straight into a horse stance when we get back! Three extra hours of training today!"
"What? No, Master!" Zushi let out a miserable wail.
Watching this comical master-and-disciple pair, Gon and Killua couldn't help laughing.
It was already well past midnight when they returned to the hotel.
Everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Only after putting Zushi through two hours of grueling training did Wing let him go to bed.
Lin Yan returned to his room, but he didn't rest right away.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, regulated his breathing, and formed a hand seal. The Gengjin Sword Pellet floated three inches in front of him, gently rising and falling with his breath.
He turned his gaze inward.
Within his Dantian Sea of Qi, the Dantian Embryo that had dimmed from his severe injuries now shone with unprecedented brilliance.
After being tempered by the Hundred-Herb Spirit Liquid and absorbing the converted energy of enormous quantities of food, the Dantian Embryo had not only recovered completely, but had become even more solid and rounded than before.