Chapter 50 - s, team up to eliminate Xu Wendong
"Dad, at a time like this, you’re still thinking about my dowry?" Zhang Qianqian said, blushing, "If you die, what’s the use of this dowry to me?"
"Although a century-old medicine is valuable, it only reveals its true worth when treating illnesses."
Looking toward Xu Wendong, she said, "Drink, drink all this pot of herbal soup. I’m counting on you to heal my dad’s injury."
"Wendong, if you can handle the effects of three kinds of century-old medicine, then go ahead and drink it!" Zhang Zhenlin said with a bitter smile. Since the herbs were already boiled, what else could be done?
"I should be able to withstand the effects." Xu Wendong knew that the medicinal effect of century-old herbs could be astonishing. An ordinary person would likely get a nosebleed after just one sip, but he was different. As a cultivator in the Yin-Cultivating Realm, he could fully absorb the effects of century-old herbs.
Watching Xu Wendong drink the entire pot of herbal soup with ease, even consuming the herbs themselves without breaking a sweat, Zhang Zhenlin was far from calm.
He knew Xu Wendong was no ordinary person; after all, an average person wouldn’t be able to handle this.
Then he thought it through and was relieved.
Xu Wendong had practiced Baji Fist for just one day and already grasped its core, even defeating Li Xiaowen, a long-established Neijiaquan master. This was definitely not an ordinary person.
After taking the herbal soup, Xu Wendong’s True Qi quickly returned to its peak. Although he appeared no different from an ordinary person, he could feel a blazing fire burning within his abdomen.
Not only that, but even the air exhaled from his nose was scorching hot.