Chapter 237: The Departure of the Mysterious Pill

These days could be regarded as the most chaotic in Wuyou City—the most frantic period in history, and also the busiest time at the Source of Darkness. It all stemmed from one young man, whose feats were truly astonishing. He sparked a wave of excitement. At that moment, every corner of the Source of Darkness was talking about him, especially in Wuyou City. After defeating Duan Tianren, a master from Shuimu City, Rod reached the pinnacle, firmly placing himself among the top figures in the Source of Darkness.

Now, Rod was already considered a legend. Even though he didn’t participate in the finals, that didn’t diminish his reputation or his status in people’s hearts. His towering figure left a deep impression on everyone, enduring long after the event. As for Wuyou City, the black hole created after the competition kept those powerful warriors busy for a while. It took the full effort of thirty god-tier warriors to finally eliminate the black hole, leaving behind a devastated battleground.

Rod didn’t attend the finals due to his severe injuries. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to; rather, he remained in a coma. When the finals day arrived, under the advice of Sognar, Lilith, and others, he chose to withdraw. This left those who had bought finals tickets deeply disappointed, as they missed the chance to see Rod fight. The betting markets also seemed to quiet down, with only people rushing around to collect their winnings.

Ziyang from the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle clan rightfully became the first winner, while Rod came in second. Both earned the right to enter the Netherworld, becoming the biggest winners of this competition. The Netherworld would open in three months, once again becoming the focus of everyone’s attention.

At that time, in front of the Dragon Clan’s residence in Wuyou City, crowds gathered endlessly, hoping to see Rod—the miraculous man they longed to witness in person as some form of compensation. Yet, as he remained unconscious for so long, it worried everyone deeply.

Five days—five full days—had passed. With his extraordinary recovery ability, the help of Melon and others, and the medicinal herbs they found, Rod’s injuries had largely healed. Yet, there was still no sign of him waking up, keeping their hearts in suspense.

“Has he still not woken up?” In a simple room, Sognar, Lilith, Melon, and others were gathered together. On the bed, Rod lay peacefully, seemingly asleep, but his condition still caused concern.

By the bed, Ada’s eyes were slightly red; she remained silent, staring at Rod with a dazed gaze, lost in thought.
“No!” Melon said in a low voice, sighing as he lowered his head.
“Damn it, Duan Tianren has recovered, but this kid Rod…” Thinking of how Duan Tianren had come here yesterday hoping to see Rod, looking almost fully recovered, while Rod was still… Sognar couldn’t help but feel frustrated.
Only Lilith kept a stern expression, like dark clouds ready to unleash a storm at any moment.
“The signs are gradually improving. It should be soon. There shouldn’t be any problems!” Melon said soothingly after taking a deep breath.
“How could this happen? He should be awake by now!” But everyone heard his puzzled murmurs.
“Wait another two days. If it doesn’t work, go back to the Dragon Clan. That thing will definitely work!” Lilith spoke after a long silence.
“You’re going to get that thing?” Sognar and Melon whispered, shock flashing in their eyes.
“What else can we do?”
“The old ones won’t agree.”
“They’ll have to agree, or we’ll just take it by force!” Lilith snapped, waving her hand irritably.
“It seems that’s the only option. I guess those old ones are going crazy!” Sognar said indifferently, though concern lingered in his eyes.
The group gathered around, discussing matters, while Rubio searched outside for miracle cures. Ada remained silent. Even Eirwen was quieter than Ada had expected.
“Li Xuan Dan—try giving it to him. It might work!” Eirwen’s words broke the silence when everyone was at a loss.
She took out a green pill the size of a dragon eye from her bosom and placed it in front of everyone.
As soon as the pill appeared, a faint fragrance filled the room, its potent medicinal scent showing just how extraordinary it was.
Seeing the pill in the small jade box, Sognar and the others couldn’t help but gasp.
Li Xuan Dan—one of the three sacred treasures of the Dark Source. It was said there were only ten of them. Created thousands of years ago by a master of the troll race before they disappeared, it was made from eighty-one rare herbs found in the world, possessing the power to bring the dead back to life. Even those who had died within a day could be revived by taking it! Not to mention treating injuries. The three sacred treasures weren’t something that could be easily obtained.
Ten in total—seemingly many, but actually extremely rare. Four cities of the demon race held two each, with two more kept by the troll race.

For a thousand years, both Water Curtain City and Carefree City have used one each! That means only six remain now—Dark Moon City has two, and no one could have imagined that one of them is here. Even Aida was somewhat surprised.

Seeing Li Xuan Dan’s eyes narrow, she couldn’t believe her father had given Eirwen one—what could his intention be?
“It’s really Li Xuan Dan! Now my elder brother is saved!” But in the next moment, her excitement overwhelmed her as she exclaimed loudly. With Li Xuan Dan, is there anyone who can’t be saved?

“It was given to me by Father ten years ago!” Facing Sognar and Lilith’s slightly cold and puzzled looks, Eirwen said with a hint of resentment.

How could she not know how precious Li Xuan Dan was? She originally didn’t want to use it—after all, Rod wasn’t her friend, and could even be considered a potential enemy. Save an enemy? She wasn’t stupid.

But Rod’s battle that day deeply shocked and impressed her. After days of hesitation, she finally made this decision.
“I, Sognar, owe you a favor!”
“I, Lilith, too!”
“Count me, Melon, as well!”

These three were ancient demons who had lived for a thousand years; their thoughts were naturally not as simple as Aida’s. Having experienced life’s vicissitudes and seen through the ways of the world, they understood many things, which was why they said such things.

If Eirwen truly had the intention, she wouldn’t have waited until now to bring out this item. A sense of unease arose in her heart.

Taking the pill, the three went to Rod and carefully placed it in his mouth. It melted instantly, turning into a stream that flowed into his body.

Left behind, Eirwen suddenly felt so alien among them, as if the world had abandoned her. She could somewhat understand what those three had said, but her face turned pale. Biting her lip, she showed a hint of stubbornness.

……

Darkness, endless darkness. At this moment, Rod was sweating profusely in his own consciousness sea, just as in the real world. A fierce battle had left him severely injured, his combat energy in chaos. After several days, he finally managed to control it barely.

At this moment, the murderous intent within his combat energy and that strange blue gas began to interact negatively. The murderous intent and the gas started to tremble, breaking all other balances in an instant. Rod groaned in pain.

He could sense his physical wounds healing, but he couldn’t pull his consciousness out of the consciousness sea. He couldn’t relax even for a second—he had to maintain these energies, striving to keep them from fighting within his body.

If he lost control, his body would become a battlefield, and with such powerful energies, his only outcome would be death.

He didn’t know how long he had managed to hold on, but Rod felt somewhat weak. The killing intent was something he had actively incorporated at that time, while the blue-colored energy seemed to be resentment—similar in effect to the killing intent. It was a pity the two didn’t blend together. Rod now understood why he had failed to harness these two forces during his matches a few days ago; the problem lay right here. After struggling on for an unknown length of time, Rod’s consciousness gradually blurred. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, danger lurked everywhere. His mental strength was scattered, and the impacts from those energies were too powerful and terrifying to integrate at once—on the verge of chaos. Just then, at this critical moment, a gentle warmth spread throughout his body, permeating every inch of it, with a significant portion of that energy merging into his combat energy. Acting as a medium, once this energy entered, the previously chaotic energies seemed to calm down slightly. Delighted, without wasting time to think further, Rod quickly seized this once-in-a-century opportunity to integrate them all, starting with the killing intent and the blue energy—these two being the root causes. Once they were in contact, integrating the rest became easy. The energy that flowed into his body and merged with his combat energy was gentle, seemingly soothing each energy. Under its calming effect, those energies became unusually quiet, almost as if they had lost their identity. This made Rod feel much more relaxed, and with the pressure reduced, he was able to integrate the killing intent and the blue energy. With his efforts, these two originally entangled energies gradually separated from each other and merged under Rod’s guidance. There was some struggle at first, but then everything went smoothly. Combined! With all preparations done, at Rod’s loud command, the two energies rapidly merged. Despite continuous struggles, within Rod’s control and thanks to the calming effect of that energy, nothing went wrong. After an unknown amount of time, he finally managed to merge the two energies into a grayish-blue one—strange indeed. Next came the remaining energies, which were much more cooperative and surprisingly proactive. After all this effort, Rod’s combat energy underwent another significant change. Its color was indescribably strange—uniform with not a trace of impurity. Though he couldn’t name the exact color, Rod knew the fusion had succeeded.

With the emergence of this new energy, the core of combat energy gradually transformed, eventually taking on this strange color. The gases surrounding the core, resembling mist, also began to change into this form! Pure to the extreme, with no impurities or traces visible. Having accomplished everything, Rod let out a deep sigh of relief—a disaster had been resolved amidst such divine blessings.