So these twenty taels were essentially profit. He could use them to buy a good amount of grain, which would solve his food and shelter problems for quite a while.
"Alright. You get some rest. When you're better, I'll help you find an ox-cart to take you back, so you don't run into any more trouble," Li San said before turning to leave.
The moment he was gone, Fang Yue immediately stood up to check his injuries.
His injuries were still severe. His Primordial Qi was almost completely depleted, and numerous bones in his body were broken. In particular, around ten of his ribs were fractured, and his internal organs had suffered from the violent impact.
If not for his incredibly resilient constitution and his several defensive Talents, he would have died a thousand times over by now.
'Looks like I won't be recovering anytime soon!'
Fang Yue sighed and sat down cross-legged.
After circulating his Cultivation Technique for half an hour, he finally, slowly, got to his feet.
