At the sight, Arabella pursed her lips slightly and said, "Give him this to take. It'll do him good!"
"What is this...?"
Ling Xiaoyu watched as Arabella carefully handed her a glass test tube filled with pale blue liquid.
Ling Xiaoyu was startled, then a little amused. What age was this? Were they still playing at the tricks from fantasy stories?
But Arabella looked too serious to be joking, so Ling Xiaoyu accepted it.
She opened the tube. The moment the liquid touched the air, fine bubbles rose through it, as though it were boiling away.
An indescribable scent spread through the room. Even in his sleep, Tang Changsheng instinctively twitched his nose again and again, turning toward its source.
Now Ling Xiaoyu understood. This medicine would surely help Tang Changsheng!
People and animals alike often had instincts like that. Back when times were hard, children short of calcium would pick plaster off walls and eat it. Injured, bleeding sheep would seek out medicinal herbs on their own...
Tang Changsheng had fallen unconscious. His Heavenly Heart Light had dimmed almost to nothing after the enormous strain of the magical battle.
In the middle of his Sea of Consciousness, cracks had even appeared in his Spirit Terrace, which had already turned from illusion into reality. The cracks were tiny and faint, but they marked damage to both his Spirit Terrace and his Sea of Consciousness.
Worse, wisps of black energy were seeping in from somewhere. They tangled together like strands of hair or seaweed, trying to take over the entire Spirit Terrace.
Only their fear of the Heavenly Heart Light kept them from moving freely.
Just then, a cool breath spread through Tang Changsheng's body and quickly entered his Sea of Consciousness.
Nourished by that power, his Heavenly Heart shone brighter,