Maplewood City.
In a dimly lit room.
Flickering lights of various spiritual energies.
Like a dreamlike illusion.
Ling Fan sat cross-legged within.
A powerful devouring force erupted from his physical body, his pores and meridians opening wide.
Greedily absorbing the rich spiritual energy and medicinal efficacy of the century-old spirit herbs.
The injuries on his body were still quite shocking.
But they were continuously improving.
He had now recovered to about forty percent.
A flash of sharp light appeared in Ling Fan's eyes.
He took out two storage pouches and a ball of light.
These were the storage pouches from the two gatekeepers of the Giant Spirit Realm kings he had killed, and half of the essence of power left after being devoured by the Heavenly Demon Eye's innate secret technique.
He easily erased the residual spiritual imprints and probed them with his spiritual power.
Soon, twelve spirit cores, several medicine bottles, and three rare ancient herbs that were five hundred years old appeared before Ling Fan.
To his surprise.
Apart from most of the high-grade Yellow tier pills in the bottles, there were also several low-grade Black tier pills.
However, in Ling Fan's eyes, the quality of these low-grade Black tier pills was very poor, not to say terrible, but at least unqualified.
After consuming them, some residual pill toxins would definitely enter the body.
As for other items, such as some cultivation techniques, martial skills, and identity tokens, Ling Fan didn't even glance at them.
Ling Fan put away the spirit cores.
Then, he put the pills from the several bottles and the three ancient herbs into the Samsara Divine Cauldron.
Soon, the essence of the pills and the three five-hundred-year-old herbs was extracted.
After absorbing this essence.
Ling Fan's injuries recovered to about fifty percent.
His physical combat power that he could utilize was comparable to a Martial King who had just entered the Giant Spirit Realm. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Ling Fan did not stop.
He continued to absorb the ball of light that contained the complete power of a Giant Spirit Realm expert.
Strictly speaking, the physical bodies of Giant Spirit Realm experts, after being washed by a massive amount of spiritual energy, had almost transformed into spiritual bodies, essentially becoming a great medicine themselves.
It was just that ordinary martial artists did not have the means to refine them.
Only those like Ling Fan, who possessed various incredible refining methods, could devour them without any worries.
After continuing to absorb this ball of light.
Ling Fan's physical injuries finally recovered to seventy to eighty percent.
The remaining injuries were no longer a major concern.
There were still many century-old spirit herbs given by Mu Renmin, more than enough.
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"Knock, knock, knock."
A knock suddenly sounded from outside the door.
"Brother Ling Fan, I didn't disturb you, did I?"
Mu Yiyi called out from outside.
"How many days have I been in seclusion?"
Ling Fan opened his eyes, and the room was suddenly as if split by two bolts of lightning.
"It's been four or five days. I have good news to tell you. If you're not busy, hurry out."
Mu Yiyi replied.
"Creak."
Ling Fan pushed the door open.
Looking at the girl in front of him, who was half his height and mischievous, Ling Fan smiled slightly, "What's the matter? You're so happy."
Mu Yiyi said with a grin, "Of course, it's something happy! My sister has made a name for herself in the Silver Feather Sect and has finally returned!"
Ling Fan nodded.
He had known for a long time that Mu Yiyi had a sister.
During their time together, this little girl had mentioned her sister Mu Qin Xin countless times to Ling Fan.
Every time she spoke of her, Mu Yiyi's face would be filled with pride and glory.
Ling Fan's ears were about to grow calluses from listening.
Mu Qin Xin was about ten years older than her.
In her early twenties, around twenty-six or twenty-seven.
Ten years ago, she had left Maplewood City and joined a powerful sect in the Upper Realm.
It was heard that she was developing very well.
But Mu Yiyi also felt sorry for her sister.
She said that the competitive pressure in that sect was too great, and her sister had endured much hardship and suffering to firmly establish herself in that sect.
Judging by Mu Yiyi's happy demeanor.
Her sister's return to Maplewood City this time should be a triumphant homecoming.
"Brother Ling Fan, come with me, my sister wants to see you!"
Ling Fan raised an eyebrow.
He did not move.
Wasn't Mu Qin Xin putting on too much of an airs?
After all, he, Ling Fan, had done a favor for Maplewood City.
Instead of coming to see him, she expected him to go see her.
Ling Fan had no prior acquaintance with her.
She was just a disciple of a small sect in the Upper Realm, where did she get such airs?
And she dared to order him around!
Ling Fan sneered slightly.
Mu Yiyi saw Ling Fan's displeasure and felt a little awkward. "Brother Ling Fan, don't be angry. My sister has this kind of temper, she's a bit strong-willed, don't take it to heart."
"Please, please, just go!"
Mu Yiyi hugged Ling Fan's arm and shook it while acting spoiled.
Ling Fan, unable to resist Mu Yiyi's pestering, finally said, "Alright, for your sake, I can go."
"That's great!"
Soon.
Mu Yiyi pulled Ling Fan to the main hall of the City Lord's mansion.
Mu Renmin was also there.
On the other side, a tall and graceful woman, dressed in silver tight-fitting armor, with shapely and straight long legs, paced slowly in the hall with her hands behind her back.
On the silver armor of the woman, an emblem of a silver wing was engraved.
This was the symbol of the Silver Feather Sect, a great sect in the Upper Realm.
And in the hall.
There were also five or six men and women with powerful auras and arrogant expressions.
They were also wearing the uniforms of the Silver Feather Sect.
"Young Master Ling, you're here!"
Mu Renmin saw Mu Yiyi bring Ling Fan, and quickly got up respectfully, cupping his hands in greeting to Ling Fan.
Ling Fan nodded slightly.
Mu Qin Xin's appearance bore some resemblance to Mu Yiyi.
However, Mu Yiyi was the cute and lively type.
While Mu Qin Xin exuded coldness and arrogance in every way.
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Like a plum blossom that had endured the bitter cold of winter, her temperament was proud and cold.
Seeing Mu Renmin greet Ling Fan so respectfully, while Ling Fan's attitude was arrogant, merely nodding in greeting, Mu Qin Xin couldn't help but frown.
She did not rush to speak.
Instead, she looked at Ling Fan up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
The other Silver Feather Sect disciples she had brought back were also the same, tilting their chins up, staring at Ling Fan with arrogant and rude attitudes.
Ling Fan frowned imperceptibly.
"You are Ling Fan."
Mu Qin Xin finally asked.
Her tone was condescending.
Ling Fan sneered disdainfully.
He calmly met Mu Qin Xin's gaze and said, "I am. Who are you?"
"You insolent brat, how dare you be so rude!"
"Slap!"
A disciple of the Silver Feather Sect suddenly slammed his hand on the table, glaring at Ling Fan in anger.
"Senior Sister Mu is the fourth-ranked Saintess of our Silver Feather Sect. What are you, to dare to be rude to Senior Sister Mu!"
"Slap!"
The response to this Silver Feather Sect disciple was a slap.
Ling Fan waved his hand casually, striking from a distance. The face of this Silver Feather Sect disciple suddenly caved in, as if he had been struck by an invisible board.
He fell to the ground headfirst!