At that moment, Lin Fan's Precious Art was astonishing. Divine light blossomed, flowing like a celestial river, dazzling and brilliant.
Endless runes emerged from his chest. A rain of light fell, turning into white petals that drifted down in a riot of blossoms, gorgeous and colorful, gentle and warm rather than surging and turbulent.
Bathed in that light, Little Red Bird enjoyed herself immensely, beating her crimson wings as the wounds on her chest and belly and the claw marks atop her head slowly healed.
At the same time, the runes that had been steadily destroying her vitality were gradually worn away beneath that radiance.
"Oh, how amazing! Big Brother's chest is glowing, and Little Red's wounds are getting better!" Little One exclaimed in surprise, his large eyes blinking with innocent wonder.
Even everyone else was shocked, finding it utterly unbelievable!
Merely standing there, they could feel that vigorous vitality, that realm where all things flourished, and their bodies and minds relaxed along with it.
Shi Yunfeng sighed in admiration. "Young man, you're extraordinary! You rival the primordial ferocious beasts, born with a sacred bone that gave rise to a Primordial Precious Art!"
As for Yue Chan, she was already used to it. She had long known he was a First Generation whose innate Divine Art involved healing. An embarrassing incident had even happened because of it, leaving her flushed to the ears.
Unbeknownst to them, while everyone's attention was on Lin Fan and Little Red Bird, the willow branch beside them was also awakening, emitting a soft green glow as though sizing them up.
"Eh, why did it stop? My wounds haven't healed yet!" Little Red Bird suddenly froze, speaking in human language with surprise.
She stared at Lin Fan. Her eyes were not red, but clear black and