"So many more?"
Chu Yao and Qi Shan moved at almost the same time.
Each took one of her hands and felt her pulse.
Shen Tang couldn't help feeling embarrassed. "...You two are being so serious, I thought I was about to die."
"Wu Lang, don't talk nonsense!" Chu Yao withdrew his hand, his expression grave. "Who curses himself like that first thing in the morning? Your pulse is fine, and your Literary Qi is circulating smoothly. It really is stronger and more surging than before. How is your Dantian? Any strange sensations in your Literary Heart?"
Accumulating Literary Qi wasn't something that could be done in just a few days.
It was an extremely long and tedious process. Chu Yao's first thought, upon hearing that her reserves of Literary Qi had surged in such a short time, was that Shen Tang had gone astray or paid some price to draw on her potential ahead of time. Either way, it would seriously damage her foundations and lifespan.
But—
Given Wu Lang's temperament, he or she had no reason or motive to do something like that. Chu Yao wasn't reassured by the thought; he was even more worried.
Qi Shan examined her again and again but found nothing unusual.
"My Dantian's perfectly normal, and my Literary Heart is normal too—uh, not quite normal—" Shen Tang lowered her head as she spoke, her gaze fixed on her Dantian. She blinked while the other two stared in alarm, then after a long pause asked a serious question: "Can you get kidney stones in your Dantian?"
Qi Shan asked, since he didn't know, "What are kidney stones?"
Shen Tang furrowed her brow, full of worry.
"They're solid lumps that form inside certain organs. They look like little stones, and when there are a lot