The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Plop!

Seeming hearing Frank's bellow, a green droplet condensed within Frank's meridian nexus.

Frank was shocked—he could not afford to have excess in his meridian nexus, though he soon calmed down.

It was just pure vigor, refined down to the last particle.

His remaining inner vigor was soon purified too, which would eventually be compressed again into a liquid form as he improved from Birthright rank to Ascendant rank.

If pure vigor could kill effectively within ten paces, liquid vigor was beyond comprehension as its range extended over hundreds of meters.

Frank was utterly confident after the cleansing from the Hale Marrow—he would prove a match against

a sigh, a nostalgic expression showing on his

while since he felt this

to medicine. Even

the herbs he bought from Flora

would refine it into Ichor Pills

would not just treat injuries—they would greatly promote longevity as well, even improving

a long shot to call it divine either, and Frank was ready to split the pills among Helen, Vicky, and the rest to