Bloody Moon sucked in deeply. Why… when he had already resolved himself, why was his heart wavering again?

So much that he felt regret when he heard these words.

“In the West presently, the best restorative medicine is holy water. In five minutes, it can restore 50% of one’s essence and recover 50% of injuries. That is a Holy Light-ranked medicine. But he… was truly able to create a Holy Shadow-ranked medicine. This person… perhaps I still took him too lightly.”

His hands inside his cloak began to wring together. As an unbearable feeling looped again and again in his heart, the voices of several master spirit-technicians were already echoing further away from him. 

“Instant effect? Peak condition? Mr. X, are you really not lying to us?”

“This… is just too hard to believe! No wonder it was a Holy Shadow work. I truly cannot imagine what kind of pharmacology can arrange such a thing!”

“This is incredible, please allow us to test it!”

Bloody Moon licked his lips, his eyes started to redden. He understood all too clearly what this capsule represented.

A life.

There was no need pad words, it was that simple.

With a ten-minute-long effectiveness, the moment of its use was the moment there was no path left to tread. When mountains...