Wilbur reached out and helped him up from the ground, saying, "Actually, you should be able to tell that I absorbed a hundred and fifty years' worth of cultivation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been a match for you."
Fredrick shook his head and said, "A hundred and fifty years' worth of cultivation, eh? How terrifying. It seems I've underestimated you, but I'm also curious. Where did you get the cultivation?"
Fredrick was staring at Wilbur at that moment. Wilbur was silent for two seconds before he whispered, "Can I not answer? It's my secret, but I can assure you I didn't steal it from anyone."
"I can tell, you're one of those ethical cultivators. I also believe that you won't consume other people's cultivation. Someone like that is an enemy of the cultivation world, after all. It won't end well for them, and they can never have connections to Fremont Skye."
Fredrick snapped his fingers, and a white light instantly fell from above, enveloping him. Fredrick said through the shield of light, "Wait for me. I'll just need ten minutes to recover."
Wilbur looked at the white light weirdly. He frowned and asked, "Is this one of the laws of the middle dimension, the power of light?"
"That's right. The power of light has the ability to heal everything. I'm injured from that battle, but I'll recover very soon, so please wait for a moment."
"Alright."
Wilbur nodded. Then, Fredrick shut his eyes in the shield of light. He started to enjoy the healing. Meanwhile, Wilbur changed his clothes, and white light radiated on him.
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