The pill You Ming An gave to Long Aotian was meant to heal injuries, but it was different from other pills in the cultivation world.
Other pills in the cultivation world contained a large amount of spiritual energy, which, when consumed, could help nourish the cultivator’s body, thus healing and nourishing at the same time.
However, the pill from You Ming An only had healing effects, with very faint spiritual energy.
If someone injured took this pill, it would forcibly heal the wound but wouldn’t nourish the body.
If Long Aotian had taken other pills rich in spiritual energy, he would have quickly healed and returned to his pre-injury state.
But now… he had taken the pill from You Ming An, which was devoid of spiritual energy.
As a result, Long Aotian was in pain, unable to bear it.
This method of healing without nourishment was excruciating, causing Long Aotian to roll on the ground uncontrollably, looking terrifyingly grim.
You Ming An, watching Long Aotian in such a state, was a bit stunned.
She knew the pill she gave Long Aotian wasn’t good, but she didn’t expect it to be so bad that it made Long Aotian roll on the ground.
The most important thing was that Long Aotian looked so miserable and grim now.
In such a situation, could she still act kind in front of Song Cha?
Thinking of this, You Ming An began to ponder.
While You Ming An was contemplating, Long Aotian’s pain intensified.
At this moment, Long Aotian felt an unbearable itch and pain on his skin.
He endured this pain for a full quarter of an hour before recovering.
When the pain finally subsided, Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief internally.
He had just taken the pill, and now he wasn’t in pain at all.
Did this mean he had recovered?
Thinking of this, Long Aotian looked at You Ming An.
You Ming An frowned, seemingly deep in thought.
Long Aotian’s resentment towards You Ming An for giving him such a painful pill dissipated halfway.
After all, the pill did heal his injuries.
Most importantly, You Ming An’s face was truly beautiful, coupled with her unique temperament, which fascinated Long Aotian, so he didn’t hate You Ming An too much.
However, while Long Aotian didn’t hate You Ming An much, You Ming An felt frightened by Long Aotian.
Yes, You Ming An was frightened by Long Aotian.
She gave Long Aotian the pill simply because it was cheap and to show her kindness in front of Song Cha.
But after Long Aotian took the pill, his facial injuries did heal, but… scars appeared.
These scars were extremely grim, like burn marks, looking very unsightly.
Moreover, on one side of Long Aotian’s face, there was a swollen handprint, clearly from a woman’s slap.
You Ming An wasn’t scared by Long Aotian’s ugliness.
After all, You Ming An was well-traveled and wouldn’t be frightened by such trivial matters.
She was shocked because after Long Aotian took her pill, his face turned into this state.
How was she supposed to show her kindness in front of Song Cha now?
Forget about kindness, it would be a good thing if she wasn’t seen as malicious.
Such a face…
You Ming An refused to think further.
She covered Song Cha’s eyes and pulled him forward.
Meanwhile, Huan Shi, unusually, didn’t argue with You Ming An and quickly pulled Song Cha along.
This person was really ugly, and while she wasn’t scared, it wouldn’t be good to frighten Cha Cha.
You Ming An walked so fast that Long Aotian didn’t even have time to thank her.
But because of this, Long Aotian’s impression of You Ming An improved.
She gave him the pill without expecting anything in return and left in a hurry, showing some genuine kindness.
Since his body no longer hurt, Long Aotian naturally assumed his face had fully recovered.
He couldn’t help but smile confidently.
If Long Aotian hadn’t been disfigured, with his delicate features and the aura he carried, he might have looked somewhat dashing.
But now, instead of appearing dashing, he gave off a vibe of… an ugly person acting out.
So ugly, yet daring to smile like that—it’s a kindness not to hit him.
Long Aotian felt his injuries had healed and decided to return to his cave to meditate for a while.
On the way back to the sect, he noticed many people turning to look at him, and many couldn’t help but glance at him several times.
Some women even shyly closed their eyes after looking at him.
Noticing the gazes around him, Long Aotian felt a bit smug.
He had always been confident about his face.
When he was burned, he worried about not being able to heal his face, but seeing how people looked at him now, Long Aotian knew his face was back.
No, it should be that his face had become even more attractive after this ordeal.
Even in the past, he didn’t get this much attention.
Feeling that his face had become more attractive, Long Aotian deliberately slowed his pace, walking leisurely back to the sect.
He was a selfless person, and since so many people liked his face, he would generously let them look a bit longer to satisfy them.
What was supposed to be a half-hour journey took Long Aotian two hours because of his dawdling.
The first thing he did upon returning to his cave wasn’t to cultivate but to look at his face.
Long Aotian found the largest and brightest mirror in his cave, placed it in the most prominent spot, and prepared to admire his face, which had become more attractive through hardship.
The mirror was quickly hung up in the best-lit area.
Long Aotian stood in front of the mirror, looking at it with admiration.
Then…
In the mirror appeared a man with many raised, stripe-like scars on his face, along with prominent handprint marks.
These stripe-like scars and handprints covered the man’s entire face, even extending to his neck outside of his clothes, and his hands were also full of raised scars.
