Healing (R18)

"Try again. Small movements are enough." Qingling sat in her bed watching Ku Lo, who stood at its far end. For the fifth time, his Sword of the Swordless had shattered from a careless twitch.

With physical combat training out of the question, she had returned to this 'dead end'.

"Say, about the fight with your father… how did you suddenly get so strong?"

From the corner of his eye, he could see her frown. "Focus on your sword."

"…"

The Qi eagerly crawled along his arm and protruded in the familiar shape of a black greatsword. But even before it was complete, parts began to evaporate.

Like sand running through his fingers, the weapon turned transparent, fading with each passing moment. Even with perfect concentration, he just couldn't seem to maintain all of it.

With a groan, he shook his hand, finally shattering the blade.

And now, his Qi reserves were nearly drained. "One more, then I'll have to take a break."