"Thank you, Sect Leader!"
Gratitude filled Xiao Qian's face as he solemnly cupped his hands toward Yun Yun in thanks, his voice brimming with sincerity.
The corners of Yun Yun's lips lifted into a gentle smile. "You little fellow really are blessed with fortune. You rendered a great service by helping capture the wind spirit this time. Still, I truly never expected you to absorb wind-attribute Dou Qi without end, much less for the Dou Qi within you to remain solid and stable afterward, without the slightest hint of hollowness. Your constitution is truly extraordinary. In all my years of cultivation, I have never encountered anything as unusual as you."
As she spoke, her eyes, clear as autumn waters, brimmed with curiosity. She stared intently at Xiao Qian, as though she wanted to see straight through him and uncover the secrets hidden within.
In the end, however, she felt this was not the right moment to question him and temporarily buried her many doubts.
"This wind spirit is an exceedingly precious treasure. The portion of Dou Qi I helped you absorb is nowhere near enough to repay your contribution."
Yun Yun pondered briefly, swiftly considering how best to reward the young man before her.
After a short pause, she gracefully turned her delicate hand, and a faintly gleaming token appeared in her palm. She offered it to Xiao Qian and said, "Take this to the fifth floor of the Dou Technique Pavilion. You may choose any high-rank Dou Technique there as an additional reward for your contribution."
Yun Yun thought that a high-rank Dou Technique would be immensely appealing to any disciple in the sect. Xiao Qian would surely be beside himself with joy at receiving this reward.
Yet things did not go as she expected.
Xiao Qian merely blinked