A cool liquid with a strange, sweet fragrance slid down his throat.
The flavor was indeed far richer and more mellow than the level 1 mental potions he had drunk before, with a much better texture.
The moment it entered his stomach, a refreshing and gentle energy, as if alive, shot up his spine straight to the crown of his head.
HUMMM—
Within his sea of consciousness, it was like parched, cracked earth receiving a welcome rain.
The once-dim, jade-like miniature Primordial Spirit was enveloped and nourished by this immense, pure spiritual energy. It began to brighten and fill out at a visible rate, as if injected with vigorous life.
His Spiritual Power was recovering several times faster than his natural regeneration rate.
Li Wen sat cross-legged on the floor, silently closing his eyes to meditate and aid in the absorption of the potion's power.
