"You brat, you're lucky."
Zhong Lin took out a Three Essence Healing Elixir from his storage bracelet, feeling a bit heartbroken.
The extra elixir from when he refined pills for Lu Luo Saintess had already been consumed during the last life and death tribulation. This one was made from gifts he stole from his senior brother's Sealing King Ceremony, and he had only succeeded in making one pill, intending to keep it for emergencies.
As the elixir entered his stomach, Long Zhao's originally weak aura visibly changed with remarkable speed.
After about a quarter of an hour, Long Zhao's fingers twitched slightly, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
"Senior Brother... am I dreaming?"
Long Zhao whispered weakly, almost unable to believe it.
