Victory, Coma

The scene returned to the battle in the arena.

Qi Hao's wrist was already trembling. The lightning earlier had been too powerful, forcing him to expend all his strength just to dodge it.

Su Changqing wasn't faring much better. The lightning technique he had only recently comprehended was still unfamiliar, and he had poured all his effort into using it, depleting over half of his internal spiritual energy with a single move.

However, neither of them had any intention of surrendering. After a few breaths to recover, they exchanged glances again, and the two figures flashed, engaging in combat once more.

They fought for half a day. The arena had long been shattered by their divine abilities, forcing them to exchange blows and movements in mid-air. They unleashed every divine ability and technique they knew. The sky alternated between falling snow and crackling lightning, with hundreds of lights flashing, leaving everyone in awe.

Is this what a battle between prodigies looks like?

It's truly terrifying!

At the final moment, after another exchange, one of them plummeted straight down from the sky. However, due to the blinding light, no one could tell who it was.

"Is it Junior Brother Su, or Senior Brother Qi!"

The crowd shouted and guessed.

The disciples couldn't see clearly, but the leaders on the high platform could. Cang Song Zhenren took a step forward and flew rapidly towards the falling figure, catching him and bringing him down slowly.

Only when they landed on the ground did everyone clearly see that the one who had fallen was Qi Hao.

Qi Hao's face was extremely pale, and his body was completely drained and weak. He coughed twice in Cang Song's grasp and said with a sigh of regret, "Master, I lost."

"You gave it your all, this is not your fault."

Although Cang Song was angry, after seeing Qi Hao's severe internal injuries, he suppressed the scolding words he was about to utter, turning them into words of comfort.

"Senior Brother Qi Hao lost! Senior Brother Qi Hao was actually defeated!"

"Wow! Junior Brother Su has won again, defeating Qi Hao to become the champion of this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament!"

"I knew it! I knew not to underestimate Junior Brother Su. I'm going to get rich! I'm going to turn my fortunes around! The odds were twelve to one!"

Everyone looked up.

Su Changqing still stood proudly in the sky. Although his face was tired and pale, and his body swayed slightly, he stood perfectly straight. The gentle breeze ruffled his robes, presenting the image of a true modern-day powerhouse!

After receiving the news that Qi Hao had been defeated, Su Changqing slowly descended from the sky. The moment he landed, he couldn't stand steadily and used his sword to support himself, barely maintaining his balance.

"Junior Brother!"

From the viewing platform set up by Little Bamboo Peak, shouts of concern erupted. A figure in white flew out and landed beside Su Changqing, intending to help him up.

Su Changqing waved his hand, indicating he didn't need support. A smile appeared on his weary face. "Senior Sister Lu, don't worry, I'm fine."

Immediately after, someone flew down from the leaders' platform, their concerned gaze falling on Su Changqing as they slowly walked towards him.

"Master, I won!"

Su Changqing said to Shui Yue with a confident smile.

"Yes, you won!"

A rare, beautiful smile appeared on Shui Yue's usually cold face, but her eyes couldn't hide her concern for Su Changqing. "Let's not talk for now, get some good rest!"

With that, Shui Yue flicked her finger, sending a stream of spiritual energy towards Su Changqing's forehead. Su Changqing could no longer suppress his fatigue. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The last thing he remembered was Shui Yue holding him in her arms. As for what happened afterward, he knew nothing.

When he woke up again, Su Changqing opened his eyes to see several senior sisters busy around him. A steaming medicine pot was nearby, emitting the bitter smell of herbs being brewed.

"Junior Brother looked so cool when he was standing in the air!"

"More than cool, he fought without defeat and stood unyielding. The wind blew his robes, making him look like a true celestial being!"

"Junior Brother has truly brought honor to Little Bamboo Peak this time!"

"Oh, right, Senior Sister. It's my turn to feed Junior Brother medicine today. Don't fight me for it."

"I thought it was my turn!"

Su Changqing listened to their self-absorbed chatter, and with a helpless smile, he gently touched his forehead. He sat up in bed and asked his senior sisters, "Senior Sisters, you..."

"Junior Brother, you're awake?!"

"Quick, quick! Our Junior Brother is finally awake! I'll go notify Master and the others first. You all stay here and look after Junior Brother."

These senior sisters were still chatting when they suddenly heard Su Changqing's voice. Qi Yi turned around abruptly, her surprise and concern evident upon seeing Su Changqing awake.

"Senior Sister, how long have I been asleep?"

Based on what they were saying, Su Changqing gathered that he had slept for a long time after falling unconscious that day, but he wasn't sure exactly how many days it had been.

"Three days. Junior Brother, you slept for a full three days!"

A senior sister replied to Su Changqing.

Three days?!

Su Changqing shook his head silently. He had thought he would only sleep for a day or two at most, but it turned out to be three full days.

"Then, Senior Sisters, what are you doing?"

Su Changqing's gaze fell back on the medicine pot, and he curiously asked them.

"We're brewing medicine for you, Junior Brother. You've been unconscious for three days, and Master said you have internal injuries that need careful recovery, otherwise, there might be future complications."

"That's right, it's been us senior sisters taking care of you these past three days, brewing your spiritual medicine and feeding it to you while you were unconscious. No need for thanks, just give each of us a kiss,"

The senior sisters said playfully, their faces blooming.

"Cough, cough, Senior Sisters, you're just teasing me."

Su Changqing coughed lightly. Fortunately, he had stayed on Little Bamboo Peak long enough to get used to the occasional bold remarks from these senior sisters.

Having received the information he wanted, Su Changqing used his spiritual energy to scan his internal condition. The battle that day had truly taken its toll. His spiritual energy was depleted, and his entire body felt as if it had been pulverized, with every inch throbbing with excruciating pain.

But now, he felt completely refreshed, without any of the pain from that day. He wondered if it was due to the powerful recovery abilities of the Wuji Xuanqing Dao he cultivated, or the medicinal herbs the senior sisters had brewed for him, or perhaps a combination of both that led to his rapid recovery.

Hmm?

As he continued his examination, Su Changqing discovered a peculiar point within his body.

It was in his dantian, where a golden bead had appeared. It lay motionless in his dantian, and all the spiritual energy within him flowed towards it. After being refined by the bead, this spiritual energy became even more refined and pure.