The winds and clouds in the sky gradually subsided, and the sea calmed as well. Yue Qianchou crouched down and took Wen Lanfeng's hand to examine him. He found that although Wen Lanfeng was exceedingly weak, there was no serious problem. He took out a greatly restorative pill and placed it in Wen Lanfeng's mouth, using his formidable cultivation to help him refine and absorb it. Then he quickly smoothed out the blood and qi within his body. Before long, Wen Lanfeng slowly woke up.
The moment Wen Lanfeng opened his eyes and saw Lu Yanqing weeping as she held him, a blissful smile appeared on his face. He slowly raised a hand to wipe away her tears and said softly, "Don't cry. I'm fine."
Though his voice was weak, it carried far more emotion than when Sword Demon Wen Lanfeng had spoken. Everyone gleaned some information from those words and guessed that Wen Lanfeng's memories had truly returned. He should also remember everything that had happened after losing his memory; otherwise, he would not have immediately said that he was fine.
"Your cultivation..." Lu Yanqing shook her head painfully as she cried. "I truly couldn't bear to watch you go on muddleheaded like that anymore. You... will you hate me?"
Wen Lanfeng struggled to open his arms and hold her in his embrace. Though his spirit was weak, his smile was warm. "How could I hate you? As long as you don't despise me for being useless, that is enough. I was afraid of seeing that drifting, uncertain look in your eyes again. Yanqing... I was so afraid that my whole life would drift beyond your gaze."
"No... no..." Lu Yanqing hugged him tightly and shook her head with all her strength. The two held each other for a