The Valley Master said nothing. He reached out and took Huang Xiao's wrist. A few breaths later, with a flick of his hand, he tossed Huang Xiao, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, into the air. Then the Valley Master swept both hands, leaving Huang Xiao lying flat in midair. His ten fingers began to move slightly, and a series of muffled bursts of Air-Piercing Finger force struck the major vital points across Huang Xiao's body.
As the Valley Master's fingers moved faster and faster, the pain on Huang Xiao's face gradually eased, and the icy aura around his body slowly began to dissipate.
An hour later, the Valley Master gently pressed both hands downward through the air, and Huang Xiao's suspended body settled softly back onto the bed.
"Master, is Martial Nephew Huang all right now?" Wang Yuantu asked quietly. Hua Yuan and Zhu Xiao stood respectfully to one side. However curious they were, they did not dare ask. Only the Valley Master's personal disciple, the foremost of the second-generation disciples, dared speak.
The Valley Master shook his head and sighed. "I've merely allowed him to live a little longer!"
"Master, even you can't save him?" Wang Yuantu asked, finding it hard to believe.
"Do you think your master is omnipotent?" The Valley Master gave a bitter smile. "If Huang Xiao's meridians were merely damaged and severed, he could still be saved. But now even his dantian is severely damaged. It's already a tremendous stroke of luck that he didn't die on the spot. Perhaps it was because of the Everlasting Spring Art's special effects. Its extraordinary healing effects were what kept him from dying immediately. But his injuries are simply too severe. Even those healing effects can only delay his death, and what I just did