The pills from Iwami Country are as potent as always. Even without using techniques infused with alchemical knowledge, the medicinal power of the herbs here is akin to the basic version of the [Swallow] magic potion.
Nothing dramatic happened with Lann after coming out, no bloody scenes of discovering Black Conical Hat Li's body.
In fact, when the Demon Hunter walked out of the dark Buddhist Hall, Black Conical Hat Li had almost regained his ability to move.
The Short Melon Ninja shook his arms and stretched his legs, clicking his tongue in dissatisfaction.
"Tsk, too much blood loss makes my limbs weak. I guess I can only scout now, can't fight... you okay?"
The latter part was directed at Lann, who had just come out.
Everyone present, except for Old Robert, knew why he had climbed Vajra Mountain.
Seeing a friend become worse than death, if Black Conical Hat Li didn't trust the Demon Hunter's mental resilience, he wouldn't have wanted to call Lann over.
