At the Beginning, The Villain Went for the Saintess, and the Protagonist Lost His Cool!

Chapter 15: Rejection is Good! Wait, What? A Heavenly Origin Pill?:

Lin Xiuran barely managed to stand upright, but his face remained pale.

Leng Yue furrowed her eyebrows in concern and softly said, “Brother Lin, come inside and rest.”

Lin Xiuran nodded and followed Leng Yue into the palace.

“Miss.”

“Miss.”

“Mr. Lin.”

“…”

As they entered the palace, several maids respectfully greeted them.

The maids were already accustomed to Lin Xiuran’s visits and showed no surprise at his presence.

The palace was resplendent, with spiritual energy swirling above the ground, creating an atmosphere akin to an immortal realm.

Leng Yue wasted no time. 

She lightly waved her slender arm, activating the radiant spiritual gathering array that covered the entire palace. Beams of divine light surged from several key points of the array, further enriching the palace’s already dense spiritual energy.

With the nourishing effects of this spiritual energy—several times stronger than the outside world—Lin Xiuran’s complexion finally began to improve, and his labored breathing gradually eased.

At this moment, Lin Xiuran managed to suppress his injuries for the time being.

Inwardly, he asked, “Master, how long will it take for my injuries to fully heal?”

No sooner had he spoken than a deep, ancient voice echoed in his mind. “Xiao Lin, your injury is a Dao wound—extraordinarily tricky to heal.

Even with my secret healing techniques, without certain essential heavenly materials and earthly treasures, full recovery will remain out of reach.”

The ancient voice sighed heavily, as if admitting defeat.

Even Lin Xiuran’s once-powerful master, a legend in his time, seemed to find these injuries beyond his immediate ability to cure.

Lin Xiuran’s eyebrows furrowed further at this revelation. Could even his seemingly omnipotent master have no effective solution?

Sensing Lin Xiuran’s frustration, the old voice comforted him, saying, “Xiao Lin, consider yourself fortunate. Over the past six months, you’ve consumed quite a few rare healing pills. Without them, your condition would be much worse.

Do not despair. Your luck is exceptional. Perhaps some fortuitous encounter will help you fully recover.”

Lin Xiuran shook his head slightly, muttering, “If only I’d listened to you back then and not been so hasty in forcibly elevating my cultivation to seek revenge against that prodigious genius.”

Regret lingered in his heart.

This Dao wound had significantly impacted his cultivation, slowing his progress and drastically reducing his combat strength.

Though he had reached the 4th stage Spiritual Sea Realm, his injury meant he could barely match someone at the 2nd stage in battle.

The ancient voice, sensing Lin Xiuran’s remorse and fearing it might disrupt his mental state, added, “Xiao Lin, calm your mind. This Dao wound is not incurable.

If you can obtain a Heavenly Origin Pill, your Dao wound will not only fully heal without any lingering effects but also significantly enhance your cultivation, greatly boosting your combat strength. You’d be nearly invincible in the Spiritual Sea Realm, with an endless source of spiritual energy at your disposal.”

The voice paused before continuing, “Such an opportunity is rare. Without your exceptional destiny, I wouldn’t have permitted you to use the secret technique that temporarily sacrificed part of your vitality and potential to elevate your cultivation.”

“Heavenly Origin Pill…” Lin Xiuran whispered to himself.

The old voice affirmed, “Indeed, the Heavenly Origin Pill. It’s known as a divine pill for those in the Spiritual Sea Realm.

Anyone who consumes it will keep their spiritual sea in peak condition, granting inexhaustible power.

Not only would it heal your Dao wound, but it would also allow you to create a perfect Golden Core when advancing to the next stage.

However, such a miraculous pill was exceedingly rare even in my time.”

A wry smile crossed Lin Xiuran’s face.

He had, of course, heard of the Heavenly Origin Pill, but it was nearly extinct in this era, only occasionally appearing in ancient secret realms.

He had heard rumors that one had recently been spotted near West Demon Lake, attracting countless powerful cultivators, including those at the Golden Core Realm.

The lake itself was home to ferocious beasts, including ancient relic species and pure-blooded creatures of great terror. Obtaining the pill was far from easy.

At that time, Lin Xiuran had been preoccupied with his quest for vengeance and had set the matter aside. Later, he learned that the pill had already been claimed, its whereabouts unknown.

Shaking his head, Lin Xiuran dismissed the thought.

For now, his situation wasn’t entirely dire. With his master’s guidance and the resources of Absolute Void Holy Land, he believed he could eventually overcome this injury.

Ending his internal conversation, Lin Xiuran followed Leng Yue to the most spiritually dense area of the palace.

Seeing Leng Yue’s worried expression, he smiled and said, “Yue’er, there’s no need to worry. I’m fine.”

Understanding his prideful nature, Leng Yue didn’t press further and simply nodded slightly.

Lin Xiuran frowned and asked, “What did the Holy Son want with you this time?”

Leng Yue replied truthfully, “What else? The same as always—trying to give me pills.”

Hearing this, Lin Xiuran’s expression darkened further. Already dealing with his injuries, this news only added to his frustration.

In a cold tone, he said, “That Holy Son is truly persistent. We don’t lack for pills, yet he insists on this tiresome display. His intentions are obvious to anyone!”

Leng Yue, fearing his anger might worsen his condition, quickly reassured him. “Brother Lin, don’t worry. I refused him this time. I didn’t accept his gift.”

Relieved, Lin Xiuran’s face softened, and he smiled. “Good. That’s exactly the right decision, Yue’er. You should avoid getting entangled with him. His intentions are impure, and it’s best to keep your distance.”

Leng Yue nodded gently and added, “If he hadn’t previously insisted on destroying pills when I refused, I wouldn’t have accepted anything from him in the first place.”

Lin Xiuran sneered. “It’s all just a ploy. He wants us to feel indebted to him, counting on us being honorable people.

He knows we value relationships and will someday feel compelled to repay the favor.

By refusing him, you’ve done the right thing. You made an excellent choice, Yue’er.”

Hearing this, Lin Xiuran felt much more at ease.

Casually, he asked, “By the way, what did he try to give you this time? Another batch of Spiritual Essence Pills?”

Spiritual Essence Pills were considered top-tier for the Spiritual Sea Realm. Outside the Holy Land, they were nearly impossible to find.

Even within the Absolute Void Holy Land, only disciples completing highly dangerous missions were rewarded with a single pill, making them exceptionally rare treasures.

Yet, the Holy Son had been sending Leng Yue batches of these pills almost every month.

In fact, Lin Xiuran had grown so accustomed to them that he was beginning to find them unremarkable.

Leng Yue, recalling today’s humiliating encounter, clenched her teeth and shook her head. “No, this time it was a Heavenly Origin Pill.”

“A… Heavenly Origin Pill?!”

The smile on Lin Xiuran’s face vanished instantly.