Inside the tent, the Star Water Healing Array gradually dimmed. The pale blue water shield slowly dissipated, and the Meteorite Water flowed back into the Azure Wave Meteor Pearl. Only Lin Zhixia remained lying steadily at the center of the formation, her complexion restored to a healthy flush, while the pale blue mark on the back of her shoulder gradually faded. Yang Wudi stepped forward to check her pulse. Feeling its steady, powerful beat, he finally let out a breath of relief. He turned and cupped his hands toward Shui Ning and Yan Cang. "Thank you, both Consecrators, for your aid. Zhi Xia is finally out of danger."
Shui Ning put away the Azure Wave Meteor Pearl, wiped the sweat from her brow, and smiled gently. "It was our duty. As long as the inheritor is safe, all is well." Yan Cang remained composed as ever. He raised a hand and patted Yang Wudi's shoulder. "Senior Yang, there is no need for such courtesy. Come outside with us. The people outside must be growing anxious."
The three lifted the tent flap and stepped out. Tang San and the others immediately gathered around them. Yan Cang spoke first, his voice deep and powerful. "Rest assured, everyone. The inheritor has recovered for the most part and is already showing signs of waking. The poisoned soldiers in the army need treatment even more urgently. Senior Yang and Sect Master Tang may attend to military affairs first. The two of us will guard the tent. Nothing will go wrong."
Hearing this, the great weight in Tang San's heart finally lifted. He cupped his hands toward them. "Thank you for your trouble, Consecrators. Rongrong, Xiao Wu, stay here. The moment Zhi Xia wakes, send someone to inform me."
"Okay!" Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu answered