Then... His cultivation surged.
Three entire levels rose instantly.
It was a miraculous leap that normally required years of effort.
But the cost was equally terrifying.
After five minutes, the enhancent would vanish, and his cultivation would drop by one entire rank.
A permanent fall.
A ruinous sacrifice.
Axel did not hesitate.
’I do not care.’
He rushed toward Lana and began pouring that forcibly amplified energy into her.
Seeing this, Wayne’s eyes widened in alarm.
"What are you doing, Axel? Stop!"
But Axel no longer heard anyone.
The world had narrowed to a single purpose.
Protect her.
When the energy entered Lana’s body, the ghost that had been struggling against her suddenly recoiled.
It felt as though flas were igniting within its very existence.
A roar of disbelief flashed through the ghost’s hollow eyes.
Its translucent lips trembled before a faint murmur slipped out.
"Stupid... what a stupid kind of human you are."
anwhile, Lana had already felt the strange shift in energy spreading through the surroundings like ripples across still water.
The mont that ghostly whisper brushed against her ears...
"Foolish human..."
An ominous chill crept into her heart.
A bad feeling rose within her, heavy and suffocating, yet she did not stop.
Right now, grief burned hotter than fear.
Her uncle was dead.
The only family mber who had ever loved her without hesitation, without conditions, without expecting anything in return.
’No... I won’t stop now. I can’t stop now.’
Her hands trembled as she began channeling her mystic energy. Normally, it should have been a mixture of yellow and brown. But sothing was wrong.
The energy that flowed out of her... was white. Not pale. Not faint.
But blindingly pure white, like moonlight condensed into substance.
The ten-thousand-year-old ghost’s expression warped as its eyes widened in horror.
"No... this shouldn’t be like this. This is impossible!"
Before it could utter another word, before it could even comprehend what it was seeing, the white energy surged forward like a silent tide.
The ghost vanished. Erased. As if it had never existed.
Lana’s consciousness snapped back, but the mont clarity returned, her strength deserted her. She collapsed onto the ground, her knees striking the cold stone as exhaustion crushed her body.
From her perspective... Axel was already dead.
Her chest tightened painfully.
Then suddenly... A body fell right in front of her. Her breath caught. Her heart skipped violently. It was Axel.
For a mont, the world seed to tilt. ’No... that’s not possible. How can it be Axel?’
The more she stared, the more unreal it felt, like a cruel illusion her mind had created to protect itself.
But that illusion shattered when she saw his lips torn open, blood slowly seeping out, dark and frighteningly real.
At first, Lana could not react. She simply stared.
Then she noticed the gasps around her. Students whispering. So rushed toward Axel in panic.
Her heart lurched again, this ti not with grief, but with urgency.
She forced herself to move.
As she touched his face, the warmth pressing against her hand made her realize sothing unbelievable.
She wasn’t dead. Axel wasn’t dead either.
The mont that realization blood in her heart, joy surged into her eyes so suddenly that it almost hurt.
But Axel’s condition left no room for celebration.
Instead, she imdiately began channeling healing energy into him.
At that mont, Lane arrived, his expression tense. "Everyone! Channel your healing energy into Axel! Quickly!"
The other students nodded and followed without hesitation, streams of energy gathering around Axel’s fragile body.
Lana poured her energy in as well. Yet Axel showed no sign of waking.
Seeing this, panic began to gnaw at her resolve, and she pushed even more of her strength forward.
Maybe it was because her mystic energy had been refined to an extraordinary degree. Maybe it was sothing else entirely.
But the next mont, a radiant circle of white light ford around her, spinning slowly before flowing directly into Axel.
All the students froze. Even the Principal’s eyes widened in shock.
"How is this possible...? How can Lana possess such pure healing energy?"
A faint trace of regret stirred in his heart.
’Who would have thought she had such a unique talent? If I had known earlier, I would have recruited her without hesitation...’
Now he could only feel uneasy. If only he had taken Axel’s complaints seriously. If only he had treated Lana better.
A one-in-a-million genius in mystical cultivation... could have been his student.
Taking a deep breath, he looked toward Axel again.
Axel’s fingers twitched. He was finally moving. The Principal’s regret deepened.
If Lana could heal soone who had damaged his body using a forbidden art to the point of awakening, then her healing ability was far beyond ordinary.
When Axel opened his eyes, Lana felt a wave of relief wash over her.
But in the very next second... She froze.
Her heart nearly stopped beating.
The world around her fell silent, colors draining as if everything had turned into an empty void.
Her breathing beca uneven.
Axel noticed the change imdiately. He saw Lana’s pupils dilate, her face turning pale as she swayed.
She had overused her power.
Before she could collapse, Axel caught her and pulled her into his arms.
"This girl... why are you always so reckless?" he muttered angrily, though his voice trembled with worry.
"Why couldn’t you wait for to recover on my own? Now look at you... You’ve exhausted yourself again."
Despite his frustration, his greatest concern was her condition.
He imdiately turned to the others. "Redirect your healing energy into Lana. Now!"
The students exchanged uncertain looks, still shocked by everything that had happened, but they obeyed.
Axel attempted to use his own power as well.
But the mont he tried, he realized the cost of the forbidden art.
He couldn’t use his healing abilities at all.
After everyone poured their energy into Lana, she still didn’t wake up.
Left with no other choice, Axel carried her back to the apartnt and hired both a healer and a doctor.
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