He passed through the corridor and headed straight to the top floor.
Ye Li pushed open the door to his room.
An extraordinarily rich wave of spiritual energy washed over him, instantly refreshing his spirits.
He stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and flicked out a streak of azure light, sealing the room against outside scrutiny.
"Now that I think about it..."
"The difference between inside and outside really is stark."
Walking toward the meditation cushion, Ye Li surveyed what was supposedly the finest room in the entire city, feeling rather impressed.
The spiritual energy here was at least ten times denser than it had been aboard the ship.
If he had enjoyed an environment like this on the ship, recovering would never have taken him so long.
He reached the White Jade Marrow Meditation Cushion in the center of the room and sat down cross-legged.
With a turn of his palm, Ye Li released Duan Hai's true spirit again.
"My lord! Please spare me, my lord!"
The moment he saw daylight again, Duan Hai began wailing.
"My father has already compensated you! Please, just let me go like a fart!"
Ye Li watched him expressionlessly.
Remembering the way this man had behaved downstairs made disgust well up inside him. A wisp of crimson-gold flame sprang from his fingertip and attached itself directly to Duan Hai's true spirit.
Divine ability, [Three-Hour Divine Fire]!
The agony of having one's true spirit roasted by divine fire was ten thousand times worse than having one's flesh sliced away piece by piece!
"Aaaah!!!"
Duan Hai immediately screamed, his true spirit twisting violently beneath the burning divine fire.
But with the source energy sealing the room, his voice could not even pass through the door.
Ye Li ignored his wails, leaving him suspended in