On the gloomy street, the two sneaked into an abandoned shop.

"What are we doing here? Aren't we going to the Shen family?" Leng Yue asked, following behind Jiang Yuan with some confusion.

"The needle puncture site is sealed up. I need to apply some medicine. I also have something for you!" Jiang Yuan explained.

Leng Yue looked suspicious. She knew that Jiang Yuan only treated her as a stranger, so it seemed a bit fake for him to give her something.

Jiang Yuan entered the store. There was not much lighting in the store, but he had barely recovered some of his divine power, so lighting was very simple.

A tiny bit of divine energy could burn for most of the day in the air.

Jiang Yuan took out the talent orb he had just forged. "Here, but I have a condition!"

Leng Yue didn't answer, "I don't want to owe anyone anything!"

Jiang Yuan smiled inexplicably after hearing this. This woman really did have amnesia. She didn't refuse when he gave her and the other three the mark of the dead. Now she has forgotten that she owes him!

"This is a talent orb for healing. My condition is that you heal me for free after you learn it! You can use it on yourself when you have time; it's good for your health!" Jiang Yuan said calmly.

Talent recovery can cure all kinds of diseases, including mental illnesses. That's why Jiang Yuan thought about it and decided to give the recovery to Leng Yue.

Firstly, his current three talents are not bad, and it would be a waste to change them. Secondly, even if he learns the Resurrection skill, he doesn't have that much divine energy to use, so leaving it for Leng Yue would just give her another portable power bank.

Leng Yue stared blankly into Jiang Yuan's eyes, without looking away.

"What's wrong! Do you think it's too much trouble to treat me?" Jiang Yuan joked, looking at Leng Yue who was in a daze.

Leng Yue picked up the Talent Ball and said, "Thank you!"

The talent orb was absorbed by Leng Yue, but after a while, her expression was somewhat unreadable. "Is this a talent, not a skill?"

"Of course! Talent Ball and Skill Ball are two words apart. How could you mishear that?" Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

"Resurrection!" Leng Yue raised her hand, and a green light flew from her palm toward Jiang Yuan.

The green light disappeared in the blink of an eye, but a miraculous change occurred within Jiang Yuan's body.

The body, which was originally covered in wounds, was now like a withered tree that had been touched by spring rain, and the withered tree began to sprout new buds.

"Can we do it again?" Jiang Yuan asked after the miraculous changes within his body stopped.

Leng Yue nodded, and then used her talent by consuming soul energy again and again. However, after ten times, Leng Yue collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion of soul power.

"These are pills to restore soul energy!" Jiang Yuan took out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pills, which were spoils of war obtained from those young masters from aristocratic families.

Leng Yue silently accepted the pill, then swallowed it and stood there in a daze.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll be able to move around after I finish applying the medicine!" After ten resurrections, Jiang Yuan had regained a little strength. He was also glad that he had given the resurrection to Leng Yue, because if he had used it himself, there would have been no divine resurrection to consume.

Leng Yuehun's energy level was over forty points, and that amount was only enough for ten uses of the Resurrection skill. If he were to use it himself, it would take at least three days for his dilapidated body to accumulate ten uses of the Resurrection skill.

After three days, the daylily buds had gone cold, let alone going to find someone.

"Do you need any help?" Leng Yue asked absentmindedly, without looking at Jiang Yuan.

"No need! Just wait for me!"

Jiang Yuan refused. He had dozens of needle marks on his back, and he couldn't reach those spots, but he couldn't ask Leng Yue for help.

Because there's no guarantee that seeing him shirtless won't trigger those terrifying memories for her, which would only complicate matters further.

Jiang Yuan found a secluded spot where the cold moon couldn't see him, took off his shirt, and began applying ointment to the injection site.

"How long have you known Ning Yanlan?" Leng Yue suddenly asked.

Jiang Yuan paused for a moment after hearing this. Although he didn't know why she would ask this question, he still answered, "One week!"

"If she's dead, how long will it take you to forget her?" Leng Yue asked again.

Jiang Yuan was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, but after thinking for a moment, he didn't say anything and just continued applying the ointment.

“This isn’t what I wanted to ask; she made me ask it!” Leng Yue added.

"Phew!" Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and said helplessly, "No need to ask for her, I'll tell her myself!"

"What if she can't hear your answer? How long will it take you to forget her?" Leng Yue persisted with this question, then added, as if remembering something, "That's what she asked me to ask!"

"If Ning Yanlan wanted to know, she would ask me herself!" Jiang Yuan refused to answer such an unlucky question.

This time, Leng Yue stopped asking such questions and instead said, "When we go to find Shen Lixuan later, do you want me to kill him for you?"

"We'll see!" Jiang Yuan said. Given their situation, it's really uncertain who will kill whom.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yue took out her gun and carefully wiped it clean. The two then stopped exchanging words.

After applying the medicinal paste for nearly ten minutes, Jiang Yuan did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited for the paste to dry. While the paste was drying, Jiang Yuan began to study his findings.

The most important thing is of course the Reincarnation Holy Scripture, followed by the divine power of up to sixty-four. Unfortunately, his divine power is now only in the single digits, and it may have to remain there for quite some time.

The final reward was the enormous Holy Spirit Stone and the core. It has to be said that the scions of aristocratic families are truly wealthy. As expected of those who have priority access to resources, each of them is a tycoon who is hundreds or thousands of times richer than the average person.

"Let's see if we have any level 5 or 6 Berserk!" Jiang Yuan had his eye on Berserk. Currently, Berserk was an extremely powerful ability for him. Ordinary people couldn't possibly gather a complete set of Berserk from level 1 to 9. Only someone like him with X-ray vision could do it.

After scanning the area for a long time, a hint of frustration flashed across Jiang Yuan's expression. "Damn it, I've got a sixth-tier berserk attack, but your fifth-tier berserk attack is playing hide-and-seek with me!"

"Huh, what's this?"

Jiang Yuan's gaze fell on a black iron core.