บท 252: Chapter 252 Painful Torture

Ling Tianyu carefully poured out the first dose of medicine and continued to concoct the second batch. After five bowls of medicine and two and a half layers of recovery, there should be no loss of Spiritual Power as long as nothing unexpected happened.

"I'm going all out! Life or death depends on this." After Ling Tianyu had prepared Duan Yanran's medicine, he put it away, looked at the five bowls of medicine that had cooled down, carried them upstairs, closed the door, took off his shirt, and sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Gurgle!"

He drank one bowl of medicine, channelling his cultivation to absorb its potency.

One bowl was already enough for him to absorb. It was questionable whether his mind and spirit could withstand all five bowls–he might even over-cultivate, causing internal injuries. It was akin to risking his life.