Martial Master

It must be said that Tian Dan's efficiency in handling matters was extremely fast.

In a short amount of time, a very comfortable single room was already prepared.

The bed sheets and bedding were all brand new, and there were even some tea sets arranged, allowing one to brew tea directly inside.

In addition, various foods and snacks were also ready, everything one could expect.

The city guards watching the preparations were dumbfounded.

This hardly resembled a dark prison area; it was simply a sanatorium!

As they settled Qin Chen in, the various medicinal herbs from the prescription were also gathered back, and Tian Dan quickly brewed them, unable to wait to drink a bowl.

Once the steaming medicinal liquid entered his stomach, a warm current that made him feel comfortable enough to moan instantly flowed throughout his entire body, coursing through various meridians and acupoints, giving Tian Dan an unprecedented sense of comfort.

That numb feeling quickly dissipated, and the condensed true power filled him with a sense of strength.

Even the true power within his body felt eager to try, wanting to break through to Half-Step Martial Venerable again.

This instantly brought tears to Tian Dan's eyes.

How long had it been? He didn’t even know how long it had been since he last felt this way.

Although he still couldn't break through to Half-Step Martial Venerable at this moment, Tian Dan firmly believed that according to Qin Chen's instructions, in half a month, not only would his injuries heal, but he might even return to the Half-Step Martial Venerable realm, which made him incredibly excited.

Aside from himself, every city guard under Tian Dan also took a bowl of medicinal liquid.

Instantly, each person's body felt warm, and one of the city guards, who had been stuck at the peak of the fourth stage for a long time, surprisingly began to break through in an instant.

This left Tian Dan stunned and shocked.

What he didn't realize was that these city guards, having spent years in this dark prison, had been exposed to many violent negative emotions, resulting in a buildup of a lot of yin and dead energy within their bodies.

This yin and dead energy not only affected their emotions but also stagnated their cultivation, leaving them unable to progress. Now, as the yin and dead energy began to dissipate, their true power was naturally liberated and would be able to improve as a result.

This further solidified Tian Dan's resolve to serve Qin Chen well.

While Qin Chen was imprisoned at the city guard office, Elder Xu Bo angrily returned to the Alchemy Pavilion.

He originally wanted to report to Pavilion Master Zhuo Qingfeng about Qin Chen's situation, hoping the master would intervene for him.

However, Xu Bo was taken aback to find that after Qin Chen left the Alchemy Pavilion, appointing him as the deputy master, Zhuo Qingfeng had gained too much insight after Qin Chen broke through the difficult stone wall and had directly closed himself off in seclusion.

Unable to see the master, Xu Bo had no choice but to follow Qin Chen's instructions and rode quickly to the Bloodline Sacred Land.

At the center of the imperial city's Bloodline Sacred Land.

Outside a magnificent bloodline chamber, a middle-aged man stood outside, respectfully waiting for something.

After an unknown period of time, with a creak, the bloodline chamber opened, and an astonishing wave of energy emanated. At the same time, an extraordinary elder walked out.

This person wore the robe of a sixth-level bloodline master, and his eyes were bright and piercing, radiating a cold light like a star.

It was the president of the Bloodline Sacred Land—Nangong Li.

Nangong Li was considered a legendary figure in the imperial city. He valued simplicity and shunned fame, rarely interacting with major forces. He preferred to delve into bloodline knowledge, making him a research fanatic.

"Subordinate pays respects to Master President."

Seeing the elder come out, the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed.

"Chen Manager, do you have something?" Nangong Li, deep in thought, was startled awake by the middle-aged man, frowning and speaking unkindly.