After Dongfang Hui took the pill, her vitality slowly returned. She gradually opened her eyes and struggled to sit up in Du Siwen's arms.
"Dongfang Girl, don't move yet!"
"Senior... how is he?" Dongfang Hui looked at Du Siwen in confusion before asking.
"Don't worry, Dongfang Girl. Qingtong is fine. He's waiting for the immortal light to temper his body!" Du Siwen said. "Focus on refining the medicinal power and healing your injuries!"
A happy smile appeared on Dongfang Hui's face at those words, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Xu Qingtong sat cross-legged, circulating the Heavenly Fire Body-Tempering Art and using the last of the tribulation lightning to temper his body.
After about an incense stick's worth of time, the tribulation clouds in the sky dispersed. Ten thousand rays of rosy light spilled down, accompanied by drifting celestial music, enveloping Xu Qingtong.
After receiving the immortal light's body tempering, Xu Qingtong became a true Spirit Transformation powerhouse.
As the immortal light gradually faded, Xu Qingtong suddenly sent out his Nascent Soul, which had just attained Spirit Transformation, and flew toward the place from which the immortal light had descended.
He did not know why he did this either. It was like an instinct, a vague sense that this was what he ought to do.
Xu Qingtong's Nascent Soul was now nearly twice as tall as it had been before Spirit Transformation. Having fused with his Primordial Spirit, it had become more lively and responsive. At this point, calling it a Spirit Infant would have been more appropriate.
After leaving his body, the Spirit Infant soared straight upward and soon vanished from Du Siwen's sight.
Before long, Xu Qingtong's Spirit Infant reached an altitude of ten thousand zhang. The gang winds here were even fiercer. An ordinary person who came