The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
Cultivators often vie for bravery and ruthlessness in their disputes with others, and even the strongest amongst them are susceptible to injuries. While wounds may heal, many deep-seated problems linger in the body.
Now, Hua Ci's cultivation is still low, powerless against these invisible dangers, and only a healing cultivator of Second Senior Sister Shui Yuan's level can properly deal with such issues.
Previously, every time Lu Ye returned to the Righteous Blood Sect headquarters after his training exercises, Shui Yuan would carefully tend to him, ensuring all hidden dangers were eradicated.
It seems now that the spirit mist in Heaven's Augury Pond also has the effect of treating these deep-seated problems.
Lu Ye felt his body had become much lighter, as if a layer of invisible burden had been lifted.
He continued to focus on practicing Single Flash.