Liam was genuinely satisfied with the pill's effects. Thanks to his cultivation level surpassing Master Han's and his Primordial Alchemy Sovereign talent, he could perceive the changes occurring in the old blacksmith's body perfectly.
The pill had healed everything. Not just the shattered hand bones or the damaged leg that had forced Master Han to limp for months. Every single injury the old man had accumulated throughout his long career as a blacksmith had been addressed and corrected.
Before taking the pill, Master Han's body had been a map of hidden damage that only someone with Liam's enhanced perception could fully appreciate. Decades of working over hot forges had left micro-fractures in his wrist bones that never quite healed properly. Years of swinging heavy hammers had created chronic inflammation in his shoulder joints. The constant exposure to metal particles and forge smoke had caused subtle scarring in his lungs that reduced his breathing capacity.
