Lin Mu stood beside ng Bai's bed, silent and steady like a pillar that had existed long before any of them were born. His expression remained
unreadable, but the quiet intensity in his gaze made it clear that he was assessing ng Bai with absolute focus.
The healers glanced at each other.
One finally stepped forward and whispered, "Senior, forgive our curiosity, but may we ask your identity? Only relatives or masters are allowed through the formation. We assu you are related to the young man?"
Lin Mu did not look away from ng Bai as he responded simply.
"I am his master."
The healers stiffened in respect. Now it made sense. Only a master of significant standing would have been permitted to pass the barrier that identified the closest relation to the injured competitor.
On the other side of the room, Dongxu Ning's eyes widened a little. 'Master? This man was ng Bai's master?'
She looked at ng Bai, then at Lin Mu again.
She could feel that the connection between the two went beyond simple ntorship. There was a calm familiarity in the way Lin Mu stood there, unconcerned by the healers' presence. A sense of authority that ca from experience, not arrogance.
Lin Mu finally used his immortal sense and passed it through ng Bai's body. What he found made him nod slightly.
There were surface level injuries. Cuts, bruises, minor fractures. Nothing particularly threatening. His ridians, however, were strained. Not damaged, but pushed near their limit.
It was likely from using his Dao Skill while his spirit Qi had been almost fully depleted. A common repercussion for cultivators who forced their Dao beyond its comfortable threshold.
But ng Bai would heal.
Lin Mu pulled his immortal sense back.
One healer stepped forward with a polite bow. "Honored master, you need not worry. We have already fed him recovery pills and applied stabilizing salves. He will be completely healed in a few days."
Another healer added, "His condition is stable. He only needs natural recovery and rest."
Lin Mu nodded calmly.
Then he did sothing none of them expected.
Without warning, without changing expression, Lin Mu slightly lowered his head and began to whisper.
It was so faint that at first it sounded like murmuring. But then the air changed. Every healer in the room stiffened as a shift swept through the environnt. The aura surrounding Lin Mu grew deeper. Calr. Warr. Verdant energy flickered into existence like the glow of spring sunlight. A subtle fragrant breeze filled the chamber, and spiritual energy pulsed through the room like a calm heartbeat.
Dongxu Ning felt her breath catch.
The healers felt their knees weaken.
It was like standing in the embrace of the world itself.
Nature. Life. Warmth. Creation.
A single phrase left the lips of one healer.
"Is that... a Peak Grade Healing Technique?"
He did not dare speak louder. It felt sacrilegious.
Lin Mu's eyes remained half closed.
Green energy ford into a thin tendril that extended from his palm like a
living vine. It curled gently around ng Bai's unconscious form and sank into
his body.
ng Bai's wounds began to heal instantly.
Cuts closed. Bruises faded. Bones aligned. ridians relaxed. Spirit Qi
circulation normalized.
It was as if decades worth of healing dicines were packed into a single breath.
Just a few seconds later, ng Bai's eyelids fluttered.
His voice ca out groggy at first.
"Master...?"
Lin Mu stopped chanting and nodded. "You won."
ng Bai blinked slowly. Confusion crossed his face for a mont. And then it all rushed back. The fight. The desperation. The awakening of his Dao Embryo. The final strike.
His eyes widened and a grin broke out.
"I won!"
He practically jumped up, then winced as if rembering the pain he had felt earlier, only to realize that it was gone.
Completely gone.
No pain. No exhaustion. Not even residual soreness.
He stared at his hands in disbelief.
Dongxu Ning could not help but chuckle. His reaction was so genuine and childlike that she found herself smiling despite her own pride being wounded. Lin Mu turned to her then, and she imdiately sat up straighter.
Being under Lin Mu's gaze felt like a mountain settling its weight upon her. Not in hostility, but in sheer presence. His eyes were calm, but she felt as though he could see far more than her physical injuries.
He spoke in a smooth, collected tone.
"Thank you for helping ng Bai push his limits."
Dongxu Ning blinked.
'Help him?'
She had not exactly intended to help anyone. She had fought to win. She had gone all out. And yet ng Bai's master was thanking her as if she had done him
a favor. Flustered, she bowed her head unconsciously.
"I... I only fought properly. That is all."
Lin Mu nodded. "Good. You are talented. You will have a bright future."
Dongxu Ning felt her face heat up. Praise was not sothing she usually
reacted to, but hearing it from him felt... different.
Before she could gather her composure, Lin Mu lifted one hand.
A second tendril of green nature energy appeared.
"What...?"
Dongxu Ning did not finish the sentence before the energy wrapped around
her gently, like a breeze from a tranquil adow.
The healers gasped.
"Healing her as well..."
"This level of healing..."
"We could not heal her for weeks at minimum..."
They watched in awe as the green energy seeped into Dongxu Ning's bone structure. The inky water wounds she had suffered were stubborn, resistant due to their Dao nature. But the healing heart Sutra did not fight them with
force.
It soothed. It dissolved. It harmonized.
Slowly, the dark wounds vanished. Jade-like radiance returned to her skin. Her
Qi circulation smoothed out. The lingering numbness disappeared. Even her
Dao Embryo regained stability.
By the ti Lin Mu withdrew the energy, she felt as if she could enter another
match right away.
She sat up fully, shock etched into her face.
"I... I am healed?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers