Starfall Pavilion's rear mountain.
Inside the tranquil bamboo house, everything was shrouded in a soft, mysterious glow.
Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion!
His eyes were tightly shut, and his aura was steady and profound.
Like a bottomless dark pool, after seven days of wholehearted recuperation!
The Spiritual Power that had nearly been exhausted from reviving Old Yao.
Had gradually recovered bit by bit.
He slowly opened his eyes:
"Swoosh!"
An exceedingly sharp gleam flashed through his eyes in an instant.
Then he gently stretched his body.
And loosened his limbs:
A series of crisp crackling sounds came from within him.
This was the natural response of his bones and muscles, now brimming with strength.
At this moment!
The Dou Qi within his body was like an endlessly surging river.
Roiling and circulating wildly, compared to before.
It had become denser and heavier, nearly touching the threshold of a Seven-star Dou Zun!
Every strand of Dou Qi contained the power to split mountains and shatter stones.
"Young Master!"
Qing Lin, who had been guarding the door and watching the room's every movement.
Keenly caught that subtle change in sound.
She hurriedly reached out and pushed open the door.
Joy instantly welled up in her emerald eyes.
However:
Xiao Yan sharply noticed.
That her once lovely, rosy complexion was now abnormally pale.
Without the slightest trace of color.
Xiao Yan's heart suddenly tightened as he recalled a detail he had nearly forgotten.
His brows furrowed instinctively.
His incomparably powerful Heavenly Soul Power surged out like a raging tide!
And meticulously scanned Qing Lin's entire body.
In the blink of an eye, his expression turned grave as he spoke:
"You've been poisoned?"
Qing Lin froze, gently biting her lip.
Her lovely lips looked exceptionally pale from blood loss.
Like withered