Luo Zhen looked at Cao Zhen, a contemplative expression flashing across his face. After a brief pause, he spoke: "I'm not necessarily trying to profit from you, but treating your injuries requires the refinement of certain pills, and the medicinal ingredients needed are simply too numerous and precious.
First of all, the most severe part of your injury does not come from an external source but from yourself. I don't know what method you employed, but somehow, at the moment of danger, you must have unleashed some kind of secret technique or utilized a special treasure. That treasure has an intrinsic connection to your own being.
One could say that the treasure to you is akin to a Golden Core to a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage. And then, when that special treasure exploded, you suffered a backlash as a result. Am I correct?"
