C30 Essence Gathering Pill
For the next few days, he was free from Ximen Meng's meddling and the head of the guards had no expectations of him.
In the courtyard's woodshed, Lin Yan sat cross-legged on a makeshift straw mat. Crude but serviceable, it was his own handiwork.
"Essence Gathering Pill..." Lin Yan eyed the pill in his grasp, a glimmer of hope in his gaze. He had resisted taking it yesterday
