"Judging by the looks of you four fellow Daoists, it seems the Qi you expended in the savage has not yet fully recovered," Han Li glanced over them lightly, easily assessing their current condition, and asked nonchalantly.
"Senior has eyes like torches. Indeed, we damaged our True Yuan back then, and with our cultivation not being high, we've barely managed to recover about half," the scholar replied honestly, with nothing to hide.
"In that case, I have a few bottles of medicinal pills here. You four can take them, refine the medicinal power, then sit in meditation for about a month, and you'll be back to normal," Han Li considered briefly, then turned his single hand over, revealing four pale green jade bottles in his palm, and said lightly.
"Thank you for bestowing the medicine, Senior!" The four scholars felt a sense of joy, expressing their gratitude once more.
