High Priest Rong Zhan held a jade vial and collected the poison drop by drop, filling three small vials before the Ice Soul Cold Needles finally stopped seeping poison.
The High Priest set the items on the table beside him, casually glanced at Gong Qi, who was watching the treatment with great concentration, then put the three jade vials away again.
Gong Qi: "..."
What, did he think she might steal the jade vials?!
Only after Rong Zhan had dealt with Gong Liu's condition did he begin examining Gong Qi's physical state.
"Your recovery is going well. You can begin preparing for the poison removal."
He did not ask a single question about the anomaly in Gong Qi's heart.
Clearly, he had already formed his own calculations.
This time, Gong Qi wisely did not ask further.
Rong Zhan was cautious by nature. Though Gong Qi would soon be rid of the poison, he first reinforced the seal within her body once more.
After a full day of work, Gong Qi's condition improved considerably.
When she left, she saw that Gong Liu, lying on the Ice Jade Bed, was in much better shape at last, no longer looking as though her life hung by a thread.
After leaving Rong Zhan's palace, Gong Qi learned what Gong Liu had encountered again.
This time, she had kicked an iron plate.
While recuperating with the Cloud Phoenix Tribe, Gong Liu had somehow taken a dislike to a cultivator who had ascended from the Lower Realm and repeatedly made things difficult for him.
That cultivator had also been a victim of the gale at the Ascension Pool, blown without reason into the Cloud Phoenix Tribe's territory.
He had bowed and scraped, endured no small amount of hardship, and only barely managed to survive within the