If what William Carter had infused before was like a gentle stream, then now it was like surging waves—a massive amount of immortal energy continuously flowed along Mr. Night’s arm and into his body.

Only now did Mr. Night understand where the strange energy in his body had come from. It turned out William Carter was the true instigator—no wonder he had taught him that seemingly useless incantation.

However, facts proved that this incantation was indeed extraordinarily effective. The pain and injuries that had accumulated in his body for decades actually vanished in an instant, and the battle energy within him was more restless than ever before.

Mr. Night’s dry skin actually began to plump up; the effect of the immortal energy was truly miraculous.

Mr. Night could clearly feel the changes in his body. This sensation of becoming younger was indescribably wonderful. Mr. Night’s mouth opened slightly, and a breath of cold air was exhaled.

And with each exhalation, Mr. Night’s body became smoother, and each breath of cold air grew less and less. After ten breaths, Mr. Night’s breathing had become deep and powerful.

At this moment, he was so energetic it was as if he had taken an aphrodisiac. If not for his remaining rationality, he would have wanted to unleash his battle energy right then and there.

In the past fifty years, he could count on one hand the times he had used his battle energy, so this vigor had gradually accumulated over those fifty years, and now, under the guidance of the immortal energy, it was on the verge of erupting.

However, Mr. Night was afraid of hurting William Carter. As a seventh-rank expert, if he were to release his battle energy without restraint, the resulting destruction would be terrifying.

William Carter held nothing back, giving all the remaining immortal energy from the Immortal Spirit Flower to Mr. Night. Mr. Night’s body now seemed to have returned to its state at fifty years old, at its strongest, and his battle energy, influenced by the immortal energy, underwent unusual changes.

William Carter checked Mr. Night’s body one last time. After confirming there were no lingering issues and that his body was even stronger than that of a young man, he finally withdrew his hand.

Mr. Night slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, the look he gave William Carter was filled with shock and disbelief.

“This is real… I’m not dreaming?” Mr. Night looked at his own hands. The surging, violent battle energy within him felt as if it could burst out at any moment. In just half a day, he had gone from a decrepit, dying old man to not only having his body instantly healed, but his battle energy had also increased by thirty percent, almost enough to advance a whole rank.

What he found most unbelievable was that the stubborn illness that had plagued him for over fifty years, which hundreds of famous doctors and priests had failed to cure, had been completely healed in less than two days.

Mr. Night even tried to find the slightest trace of pain, but it had vanished like smoke, leaving not a single sign.

If he had a mirror at this moment, he would be even more shocked—he now looked like a sixty-year-old man, not a centenarian.

Chapter 0010: An Unexpected Gain

“Young Master Yun… this… this…” Mr. Night still couldn’t believe it, or even accept that all of this was real.

William Carter grinned, showing a dazzling smile. “Mr. Night, are you satisfied with this result?”

Mr. Night was so moved that tears streamed down his cheeks, his voice choked with emotion as he nodded vigorously. “Satisfied! Satisfied! For this old man to have such fortune, to have Young Master Yun do so much for me—how could I not be satisfied…”

Mr. Night could barely speak. The pain that had tormented him for fifty years had left him unable to eat or sleep, yet in an instant, it had vanished like yesterday’s clouds.

Words could not describe Mr. Night’s excitement at this moment. Toward William Carter, he felt nothing but gratitude.

At this same time yesterday, he hadn’t taken William Carter’s words to heart, thinking only that William Carter had read a few medical books and wanted to experiment on him, nothing more.

After all, everyone in the Fang family knew William Carter liked to read, so Mr. Night wasn’t surprised if William Carter knew a bit of medicine.

But in just one day, Mr. Night’s perception of William Carter had been completely overturned.

“Don’t ask too much. Let’s keep this between us,” William Carter said with a mischievous smile.

“I understand,” Mr. Night nodded. No matter where William Carter had learned this skill, the fact that he could cure him was undeniable.

Having lived so long, he naturally knew what could and couldn’t be said.

“If you’re feeling energetic now, there are two places where you can let off some steam,” William Carter said with a wicked grin.

“Where?” Mr. Night turned his ear to listen, his face serious. Now, he believed anything William Carter said, even if the child in front of him was not yet three years old.

“The pile of rocks outside Yan City is a good place to vent your unused battle energy. And then there’s the Red Sleeve House in the south of the city.”

Mr. Night nearly fell to the ground. This mischievous kid—where did he learn such things? He even knew about the most famous brothel in Yan City.

For the next two days, Mr. Night didn’t return to his small courtyard. It wasn’t until the third day that he sought out William Carter’s courtyard.

After two days of venting, Mr. Night’s battle energy was no longer so wild, and his complexion was rosy. It was hard to imagine he was already a hundred years old.