The clanspeople kneeling on the ground rose one after another. Some cradled their heads and wept; others threw back their heads and howled. They knew nothing of Shennong Qi or primordial beginning true qi. All they knew was that their priest had come back to life-their pillar of strength had returned.
[Successfully treated Huai Li. Reward issued: max-level "Dragon God Art."]
Lu Changfeng let out a long breath, withdrew his palm, and stepped back.
The elderly priest Huai Li lay on the stone platform and slowly turned her head toward the young man who had saved her life. Her gaze lingered on Lu Changfeng's face for a moment. Her lips moved slightly, as though she wanted to speak, but she lacked the strength. She merely gave a faint nod.
Lu Changfeng nodded back, then turned to Qi Zhong. "The cold poison has been cleared, but her foundations have been severely depleted. She needs quiet rest. For at least half a month, she must not circulate her energy or exert her qi."
Qi Zhong and the others marveled at what they had seen. Together, they thumped their chests in salute to Lu Changfeng, their voices thundering:
"Your great kindness will never be forgotten by the Dragon Bo Tribe, sir!"
They all struck their chests together, the blows ringing out.
A Nian, who had been kneeling nearby, rose as well and bowed deeply to Lu Changfeng. Her voice still carried a hint of tears, but it was much steadier than before. "I will remember your instructions, sir."
Qi Zhong glanced at A Nian and suddenly asked, "A Nian, you've mastered the Body-Shrinking Art by now, haven't you?"
A Nian paused in surprise, then nodded.
"Mr. Lu is interested in the Heaven-Praying Art."
Qi Zhong's gaze passed between the two of