Shen Yanxiao had drunk no less than fifty bottles of grandmaster potions. She felt very… very full…
An Yan had also asked An Ran to send over many grandmaster potions, and Shen Yanxiao honestly could not drink any more.
Under the nourishment of so many grandmaster potions, Shen Yanxiao perfectly reconnected her arms the next morning. All the wounds on her body soon healed, leaving only faint marks. In a few days, even those marks would disappear without a trace.
Shen Yanxiao's recovery speed was astonishing, even Wu En and the rest were surprised.
They did not know that the previous night, after Shen Yanxiao fell asleep, Xiu had soundlessly appeared and transmitted the power he had stored for a long time to her.
The strength of a god was not something any race could compare to.
The next morning, Shen Yanxiao appeared in the main hall of the Moonshine Tribe in high spirits and greeted the elves with a smile.
