Although Qin Shaofeng bore no injuries, drawing lightning for another was an act that defied the heavens.
Despite Qin Shaofeng's profound cultivation, she was still terribly afraid.
Qin Shaofeng saw through Qing Daoxun's thoughts at a glance. He reached out and gently smoothed her tightly furrowed brows, smiling as he spoke.
"Don't worry. With my level of cultivation, that trifling Heavenly Dao is not capable of sending down punishment upon me."
The moment his words fell, a thunderous boom erupted from the horizon, like a warning in response to Qin Shaofeng's words.
Yet aside from that warning, nothing else happened. Qin Shaofeng cast a cold glance skyward and said,
"With only that much skill, you still want to bring down heavenly lightning to deal with me?"
At once, thunderclouds churned and rolled, leaving behind only this sweet rain that filled the sky.
"Junior Sister, absorb the spiritual energy within this rain. It will help your advancement even more."
"I never expected that after emerging from that cave dwelling, your cultivation would become so terrifying."
"Given time, I believe you and I will be able to ascend together."
The moment Qing Daoxun recalled that Qin Shaofeng had deliberately suppressed his own cultivation for her sake, her heart sank. Taking his hand, she said,
"Senior Brother, your cultivation was already difficult enough, yet you did all this for me..."
"That Senior also said that without elixirs, even if it would not harm your body, it would still have some effect on you, one way or another."
"If I had no Junior Sister accompanying me on the road to ascension, I would find it rather lonely."
Qin Shaofeng was speaking the truth. With no news of his junior sister, he had been gripped by fear, terrified that something might have happened to her.