Zuo Wuji smiled at Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng.
"They have lost the will to fight, but there will always be those who have not given up..."
"Well said..."
Yan Fei's somewhat low and weak voice came through. By now, he had the remaining strength to speak.
"Has Great Master's medicinal power taken effect?" "Brother Yan!"
"It's nothing. If it were an ordinary innate martial artist, he might truly be unable to hold on. But I have Martial Sha Yuan Gang protecting my body. Though it is far from complete, these are merely superficial wounds. My earlier unconsciousness was also due to evil qi invading me. Now, with the herbal medicine's aid, my true qi has already suppressed that evil qi."
"Great Master, Fourth Master, both of you sit cross-legged. I'll circulate my qi and help you regulate your breathing."
At this point, Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng did not stand on ceremony either. Zuo Wuji first helped Yan Fei up, then Lu Chengfeng climbed onto the bed as well. The two sat cross-legged side by side, while Zuo Wuji sat behind them, pressing both hands against their backs and sending true qi into them.
It had to be said that Zuo Wuji's true qi had a miraculous effect in helping Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng heal their injuries. His qi carried his own will, swiftly driving the lingering evil qi from their bodies.
After a long while, Zuo Wuji withdrew his power. Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng's complexions had already improved considerably from before. Once their wounds were bandaged again, even Yan Fei had regained basic mobility.
As evening drew near, Yan Fei's breathing had grown strong as well. This made Zuo Wuji, who had been guarding his two masters at their side all along, wild with joy.
"Wuji,