"If this request is too difficult, then may Heaven grant me a Sky Mending Pill, so that I may heal Senior Sister's meridians!"
..."If none of the things I pray for above can come to pass, then I hope Xiao Hua of the Thunder Control Sect carries medicinal pills on him and can help this boy! So long as Senior Sister can smile again, this boy would be willing even if he were crushed to powder and his bones shattered!"
Though Zhong Haoran was terribly tongue-tied before Zhong Peihan, he spoke these words with great fluency. Either he had pondered them for a long time, or, as he said, he had prayed them for dozens, even hundreds of days.
Once he had finished praying, Zhong Haoran rose, ready to leave the stone slab. But just then, his heart stirred. A trace of hesitation flashed through his eyes, and he knelt again, knocking his head solidly against the ground nine more times. His forehead had already reddened as he said, "This boy, Zhong Haoran, bows here in reverence before Senior Xiao Hua! If you are still in the Meng Kingdom, please hear this boy's heartfelt words and return quickly! This boy, Zhong Haoran, begs Senior Xiao Hua, hoping that there is a Sky Mending Pill in your storage pouch. Even if you do not have a Sky Mending Pill, the Thunder Control Sect must have some secret formula capable of repairing the meridians throughout one's body. May Heaven fulfill this boy's tiny request through Senior Xiao Hua's hand! If Senior Xiao Hua can heal Senior Sister, this boy will certainly... certainly..."
Zhong Haoran said "certainly" several times, yet could not think of what to say after it. After all, he had heard this manner of prayer from his great-grandmother. It was