The Blue-Clothed Man with a White Inner Garment bent slightly at the waist, watching Li Qingxian with great caution.
Li Qingxian stared at the Blue-Clothed Man with a White Inner Garment, who remained perfectly still.
A few breaths later, Li Qingxian suddenly remembered what he had told Han Anbo and the others earlier. He silently walked behind the Blue-Clothed Man with a White Inner Garment, raised both hands, and placed them beside his ears.
He clapped his hands against the blue-clad man's ears once. Nothing changed.
He clapped a second time. Nothing changed.
On the third clap, Li Qingxian felt a chill in his Spirit Platform. The eerie qi above the divine pool golden liquid actually merged into his magical power. Then the magical power in his meridians surged toward his hands like a flood bursting through a dam and poured into the blue-clad man's body.
The blue-clad man suddenly let out a cry of sheer delight.
Li Qingxian looked down and saw the blue-clad man's clothes turning from blue to white, though his face and body remained unchanged.
The new white-clad man's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground, knocking his forehead against it three times before Li Qingxian.
An instant later, Li Qingxian sensed a wondrous mental connection forming between himself and the new white-clad man. He could transform one person and issue commands within certain limits. So long as a command was not especially difficult, the other party would not refuse.
Li Qingxian kept his face expressionless, but his mind raced through calculations.
A few breaths later, Li Qingxian issued a telepathic command: Get up and change back into blue.
The man stood, and his clothes slowly turned blue, looking exactly as they had before.
Li Qingxian tried asking questions, only to find that the man