As time passed, sweat once again beaded on Lin Taichu's forehead. He had clearly expended a great deal of true qi, yet he did not give up and continued refining it without pause.
At last, the point of light began to change. Its glow gradually dimmed before finally vanishing, turning into a transparent crystal that lay quietly in Lin Taichu's palm.
Lin Taichu let out a breath of relief. He knew he had succeeded. Circulating his true qi, he began examining his body.
To his delight, he found that his true qi had become purer and more powerful. Even his cultivation showed faint signs of a breakthrough.
He knew it was all thanks to that point of light. The power it contained had been immense. Although he had refined it, it had still brought him enormous benefits.
Lin Taichu slowly opened his eyes, an unprecedented gleam shining within them. He could feel the smooth circulation of true qi within his body, as though every meridian had been widened and every strand of true qi had become more condensed. He knew that this refinement had not only successfully expelled the mysterious power from Li Haoxuan's body, but had also brought a qualitative leap in his own cultivation.
He turned to look at Li Haoxuan and saw that some color had returned to his face, while his breathing had become steady. Lin Taichu gently lowered his hand, rose to his feet, and prepared to leave the infirmary so Li Haoxuan could recover in peace.
Just then, Li Haoxuan's eyelids trembled slightly before slowly opening. His gaze was somewhat lost, as though he were still immersed in memories of his earlier suffering. When he saw Lin Taichu, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
"Senior Brother Taichu, was it you who saved me?"