Chapter 2206: Unable To Cure? (2/2)

Zhang Wenyue’s eyebrow furrowed slightly. Wang Junhai is getting bolder and bolder. Just because he has some relationship with second mother, he dares to interrupt me when I’m speaking!

Zhang Wenyue thought for a second and added, “Young Master, you might not know about this, but I’ve invited the best physician in our manor to take a look at your injuries. According to him, your injuries were caused by some sort of divine lightning. He hasn’t seen anything like it in his life and has no way to cure you. Moreover, your meridians and spirit sea are no longer intact. A full recovery would be extremely difficult!”

After some consideration, she decided to tell Huang Xiaolong the truth. Despite that, she didn’t tell him that it was impossible for him to recover. After all, she didn’t want to stamp out the last ember of hope in his heart.

In her heart, she knew that the possibility of Huang Xiaolong experiencing a full recovery was zero. Everyone with the slightest bit of common sense knew that once the spirit sea was shattered, it was impossible to restore it.

Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently, “Okay, I get it.”

With his three complete dao saint godheads, Huang Xiaolong didn’t care in the slightest that his spirit sea was broken! Even if his meridians were burned off completely by the lightning storm, he was completely confident of reconstructing them from scratch! Of course, the only thing he needed was time. As for his spirit sea, he was sure he could restore it soon.

Zhang Wenyue felt a little startled when she saw his indifferent expression. She shook her head silently. In her opinion, she felt that Huang Xiaolong had already accepted the fact that he was beyond saving.

She stayed for a little while and comforted him before leaving another Resurrection Pill. When she left, Wang Junhai glared at him as though Huang Xiaolong owed him several billion spirit stones.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t care about Wang Junhai as he returned the stare with a cold glance of his own.

When everyone was gone, Huang Xiaolong looked at the Resurrection Pill in his hand and shook his head. A smile slowly formed on his face. Who would have thought that a Ninth Order Sovereign like me would need such trash pills to recover?

It was too bad all the spiritual pills he had on him were destroyed in the lightning storm. No matter how useless the Resurrection Pill was, it was better than nothing. Huang Xiaolong swallowed it in a single gulp and sat down on his bed. He activated all three complete dao saint godheads again to absorb the holy spiritual qi in the air.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

For the past three days, Huang Xiaolong had remained in his room, and he had spent all his time cultivating. The most important thing was to regain his strength!

Three days later... The cracks on Huang Xiaolong’s complete dao saint godheads were completely gone and rays of light filled the space above his spirit sea.

Even though they weren’t exceptionally dazzling, it was completely different from the Huang Xiaolong of three days ago.

It was like comparing a sickly old man to a young teenager! His three godheads were brimming with vitality at the moment.

Moreover, after absorbing the holy spiritual qi over the past three days, the bloody scars on his face and body had faded quite a bit. Even though they weren’t gone, his hideous appearance was no more.

Zheng Wenyue had visited him once while he was recovering, but she had left in a hurry. It was as though something important was happening in the manor.

Huang Xiaolong touched the bloody scars on his face and nodded in satisfaction. He estimated that he would need three more days to revert to his original appearance.

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In a martial arts training grounds not too far from Huang Xiaolong’s yard, a young man in a purple dragon robe trained with all his might. He was dignified and his moves were vigorous. His facial features resembled Zhang Wenyue and there were a ton of guards standing around the training grounds, including Wang Junhai.

“Get someone to clean the Elegant Courtyard. When my friend arrives tomorrow, bring him there!” The young man who was training said to Wang Junhai.

The Elegant Courtyard was exactly where Huang Xiaolong was resting in to treat his injuries.

Wang Junhai hesitated for a moment, and he replied, “Young Master, the princess saved someone from the streets a few days ago. He is currently resting in the Elegant Courtyard. This…”