Yang Qing knew absolutely nothing about martial arts.
Even though he had read plenty of cultivation manuals and secret texts, and had two experts like Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou by his side, he had gained nothing from them.
He had never experienced even the faintest stirring.
"For this broken body of mine to have survived until now is already a blessing from heaven. I can't ask for more."
Yang Qing had long since made peace with his complete inability to achieve anything in martial arts.
With the foundation he had possessed back then, perhaps a miracle might have been possible if he had never endured that Fire Calamity.
But after the Fire Calamity, he had lost that chance forever.
Hearing Yang Qing say this, Jiangli knew that he truly had not felt the slightest response.
It could not help sighing inwardly.
Clearly, a great opportunity still lay within this man, so why had it shown no sign of manifesting?
Jiangli could not understand it.
But since it had yet to materialize, it naturally could not be counted on.
Still, as it watched the glimmers of light flickering in and out of sight around Yang Qing, Jiangli suddenly had an idea.
"Why don't we try this instead?"
With that, it pressed down on Yang Qing's shoulder.
It nearly pushed him all the way to the ground.
"Sit down, quick. I've thought of something."
Half believing and half doubting, Yang Qing sat cross-legged, then watched Jiangli call Bu Er, Jiang Zhizhou, and the others over.
"Come on, all of you. Mobilize all the Profound Power in your bodies, then draw the surrounding energy over here."
Although Bu Er and the others had no idea what Jiangli intended, they did as it said.
For a moment, winds rose and clouds surged. A