This Divine Turtle of Yours is Quite Good [Thanks to the Helmsman Who Vanished in the Blink of an Eye!]

Holy white spirit-light poured down from the sky like a waterfall of paradise, slowly flowing into the bodies of every White Lotus Sect disciple, sect master, and elder.

Pure.

Warm.

Endless.

The process seemed slow, yet in the blink of an eye, it had filled everyone's immortal platforms and qi seas to the brim.

The satisfaction of spirit power flooding their lower abdomens and even their entire bodies, the pleasure of bathing in holy light, the sense of power as their qi seas roiled and surged—everyone in the White Lotus Sect was utterly convinced, all of them lost in intoxication...

This was what home felt like.

Lu Ya nodded, as if he could hear their thoughts.

That was right. It was the feeling of home.

Wasn't the White Lotus Sect's mountain-guarding formation precisely the feeling of home?

Lu Ya had no intention of wasting his precious spirit power healing eight thousand disposable pawns—disciples of his enemy Yun Zhonghe, no less.

The mountain-guarding formation Yun Zhonghe had left behind possessed pure and abundant spirit power. Once dismantled, it could easily restore all eight thousand members of the White Lotus Sect to full strength.

Lu Ya nourished them like spring wind and gentle rain, moistening all things without a sound. The White Lotus Sect only knew that Lu Ya had healed them, but had no idea where the spirit power had come from.

The White Lotus Sect had originally thought that Lu Ya had deliberately held back, intending to let them suffer defeat and humiliation first before effortlessly driving off the enemy, thereby proving that the White Lotus Sect was far inferior to the Bamboo Spring Sect.

Only now did they realize that Lu Ya had merely supported them and replenished their spirit power, allowing them to fight back on their own.