There was no pain without comparison.
Although the Oblivion River Lotus ranked among Daluo immortal treasures and contained the true meaning of life, death, and reincarnation, possessing miraculous effects for nourishing the Primordial Spirit, how could it compare with those two Innate Spiritual Roots? The difference was worlds apart.
What was more, the immortal medicine before them was incomplete, so its effects had already been greatly diminished.
"Just this Oblivion River Lotus alone probably won't be enough to heal Master's injuries..."
Jun Ling Yuan still refused to give up. Thick-skinned, he continued pleading, "Senior, could you perhaps make an exception once more? I, Jun, will surely repay you in the future."
Master of the Three Immortals Cave acted as though he had not heard him and merely said indifferently, "It isn't that I'm unwilling to help. To heal injuries to a Daluo soul, ordinary immortal medicines are completely useless. You should seek help elsewhere."
How precious were Daluo immortal treasures? Even in a sacred land like Linglong Pavilion, only a handful would appear in the world each year, and they were never publicly auctioned. The Dragon Clan itself secretly absorbed them.
As for things that could nourish the soul, they were even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns. At a critical moment, they were equivalent to a second life. Who would willingly hand such a thing to someone else?
Damn it, this old fox really is putting me off at every turn!
Jun Ling Yuan's expression was ugly. He nearly ground his teeth to pieces as he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
If it had been anyone else, perhaps they truly would not have possessed such an immortal treasure. But Master of the Three Immortals Cave was absolutely not one of them. Not to mention anything else,