A Nian had no time to wonder where the pill had come from. She merely glanced around instinctively-deep in the forest, a slender figure seemed to flicker past, too fast to make out, leaving only a blurred afterimage in her eyes, like nine snow-white tails swaying softly among the shadows of the trees.
Miss Bai.
A Nian understood. Without a word, she slipped the pill into Huai Li's mouth, then cupped some clean water from the Heaven-Worship Altar and trickled it down her grandmother's throat.
Her fingers were still trembling, and her tears fell onto the pill one drop after another, but she bit her lip hard, not daring to spill a single drop of water.
Only a few breaths after the Great Restoration Pill entered Huai Li's stomach, an exceedingly faint hum arose within her.
The meridians torn apart by the backlash of her lightning art began to mend slowly, like drought-parched earth drinking sweet rain. The spiritual qi that had all but guttered out in her Dantian stirred anew. Her ashen face turned pale, and at last her chest began to rise and fall faintly.
A Nian held her grandmother and wept with joy. "Grandmother... Grandmother, can you hear me? Sir is back... he's back!"
Just then, a deafening boom rolled through the sky.
Two dragon silhouettes collided in midair!
The blast of air scattered the clouds for miles around.
The impact drove Ice Chi's enormous body back several dozen feet, while the white dragon used the recoil to descend, turning into a streak of white light that landed on the Heaven-Worship Altar.
Lu Changfeng's robes were torn, and several streaks of blood not yet fully clotted and patches of unmelted frost still marked his shoulders, but he steadied himself the instant he landed.
He offered no pleasantries,