"I've suffered more than this before, so this is nothing,"
Ling Xiao weakly smiled as he spoke.
Yuan Venerate couldn't help but reveal a look of sympathy and pity upon hearing these words.
This child was only fourteen years old, what on earth had he been through to have experienced even greater pain than this? He really was quite pitiable.
Of course, Ling Xiao had no idea what his master was thinking. He took out a pill that restored vitality and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged for a moment.
The pain in his body had completely vanished, and even the fatigue was almost gone.
Only then did he have time to turn around and look at the wings on his back.
The Golden Dragon Wings were more beautiful than he had imagined, just not as large as the wings of the Golden Light Flying Dragon. However, being too large would indeed be inconvenient. These wings, when spread out, were about two zhang wide, which was sufficient.
