Chapter 683: Genius of the South

Elsewhere, Boreas Sharp remained in quiet seclusion. By late afternoon, his wounds had fully healed-no trace remained. Such was the frightening power of the Revival Herb. He had used up that single stalk, and there wouldn't be another. Even so, Boreas Sharp felt no regret. He had seized it in the first place; once it was gone, he would just snatch another if the opportunity came. Even with his wounds healed and his cultivation restored, he didn't rush to come out. The reason was simple: some problems...