Jade Splendor Hall, the Inner Chamber.
The bed curtains hung low, and the fragrance of medicine curled through the air.
Lu Changfeng lay quietly on the broad bed. Most of the ghastly blue-black color had faded from his face, and his desperately feeble aura was slowly recovering on its own.
Ji Xian sat beside the bed, never once leaving his side.
Both her hands tightly clasped his left hand where it lay outside the brocade quilt, as though the moment she loosened her grip, he would slip through her fingers again.
Her usually radiant, proud features now held only an exhaustion that would not lift, lingering terror, and an aching tenderness so intense it threatened to overflow.
The sudden brush with death still left her heart trembling.
Suddenly.
Lu Changfeng's bloodless lips moved ever so slightly.
"Qi... lin... blood..."
His voice was barely audible, his breath thin as a thread, yet Ji Xian jolted as though a drowning woman had suddenly caught hold of driftwood, snapping fully alert!
-Qilin blood!
Of course she knew what it was!
The Qilin was born of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth and formed from the peaceful energies of mountains and forests, the most auspicious and spiritually potent divine beast in the world. Its blood naturally contained the purest righteous energy and spiritual power between heaven and earth. Drinking it could strengthen cultivation, cleanse evil energies, steady the mind, and even neutralize every extraordinary poison under heaven-indeed, bring the dead back to life!
Without another moment's hesitation, Ji Xian bent over and reached into the unassuming Heaven-Earth Bag at Lu Changfeng's waist, swiftly searching through it.
The space inside was vast, piled with all manner of rare treasures.
Anxiety burned within her as her fingertips skimmed rapidly over one spiritual treasure after another.