Whenever Wang Yu thought of the experimental programs the Blue Star base had arranged for him, a peculiar expression crept onto his face.
But his most pressing concern was, naturally, to heal his injuries first.
He had already examined his body inside and out. Both the charring on his skin and the damage to his meridians had been caused by invading third-tier lightning power. Though only a trace remained, ordinary healing methods could not cure the damage.
Even if he continued applying Spirit Crisp Oil and massaging himself with Greenwood Hand, they would probably only ease his condition, not eliminate its root cause.
Fortunately, he was a second-tier alchemist and carried several kinds of second-tier healing medicinal pills. He had secretly refined them from second-tier medicinal ingredients he had exchanged for back at the Four Symbols Sect, and they should heal most of his injuries.
A complete recovery, however, would require medicinal pills specifically intended to counter lightning power. Otherwise, he could only rely on his own dharma power to refine it away bit by bit.
Most of the pill formulas he had collected in the past were first-tier ones. Even his second-tier pill formulas mainly focused on improving cultivation; he truly had none that targeted lightning power.
It seemed he would have to search the Chaotic Spirit Domain for suitable pill formulas and ingredients. If he relied on slowly refining it away with his own dharma power, it would probably take five or six years, and his damaged meridians would severely hamper his normal cultivation throughout that time.
Having reached a decision, Wang Yu took three small bottles of different colors from his Storage Bag, poured a healing medicinal pill from each, and swallowed all three together. Then he closed his eyes, formed a hand seal, and began refining