As Enforcer Lin popped the tablet in his mouth, the reaction was instantaneous. His eyes widened in profound shock. The sharp, fruity sweetness exploded on his tongue, followed immediately by a rush of warm energy that shot straight down to his injured leg.
The crowd watched as the Enforcer's posture changed. The subtle limp vanished.
He tested his weight and performed a swift yet complex martial arts form that he hadn't been able to execute in years. He wasn't a high-level cultivator but he was at least competent enough to take the job as an Enforcer of the Sacred Foundation Bank, which was not only a giant in economic scale but also a power that none of the top-tier sects would dare to openly disregard.
Eventually, Enforcer Lin stopped and stared at his leg in utter disbelief.
"It's... It's gone. The scar tissue is gone. The meridian is fully repaired. I can feel my spiritual energy rushing through my energy channels. And this… this happened in... in seconds."
