Chapter 4: Your Daughter Doesn’t Have Much Time Left_1
"To think that I, Ye Lingfeng the Purple Dawn Medical Saint, once unparalleled in my life, would fall to such a state—betrayed and ambushed by my three unworthy disciples, both body and spirit destroyed!"
"So be it! Since we have met, it is destiny. Today, I will bestow upon you a great fortune..."
In the hazy void, a stream of purple light swiftly penetrated into Mo Han's body.
In an instant, the Zixiao Divine Needle, the Qiankun Technique, the Defying Heaven Elixir Recipe, the Cultivation Technique, and other pieces of information flooded his mind.
...
It was six in the morning, and the sky was just beginning to brighten.
"Ah!" Mo Han suddenly screamed, waking up with his eyes wide open, his head aching as if it were pierced by needles.
Thinking back to that bizarre dream from yesterday, he casually tapped his forehead and muttered to himself, "It seems I've been under too much pressure lately, to have such an absurd dream."
He shook his head and propped himself up with his right hand.
"Wait a minute!"
After taking a few steps, Mo Han felt that something was amiss.