"It's nothing." Mi Lan waved his hand. Heavenly treasures capable of healing the divine soul were impossible to find at the Jubao Pavilion in Cangshan City. To acquire one by petitioning the royal city or the Imperial Capital would require paying an enormous price. Besides, Mi Lan had once publicly declared that he would collect taxes from the Beilin City Jubao Pavilion, which had surely left them displeased; whether they would even be willing to sell to him was another matter entirely. Furthermore, the Jubao Pavilion was certainly not short on money.
Mi Lan sat back down cross-legged on the bed and began to regulate his breathing in meditation. Although severe trauma to the divine soul had a massive impact on combat capability, given Marquis Mi's current status, he no longer needed to personally trade blows with people. Moreover, the divine soul only needed gradual nourishment, and healing was merely a matter of time. By the Imperial Capital Martial Gathering next July, he would surely be mostly recovered, wouldn't he?
Time flew by during meditation. By dusk, Jiang Jinzhong and the other two had returned to the inn to report the progress of their trip to Mi Lan.
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