Lu Chang'sheng squatted down, cradling the little bird whose breath had faded to nearly nothing.
Gentle green light flowed out from Lu Chang'sheng's arm.
It fell softly across the bird's entire body.
Only then did her injuries finally stabilize!
The bird, who had already fallen unconscious, felt the warmth of that energy.
She forced her eyes open, looking at the familiar figure before her.
Her heart settled in relief.
Since he's here—
—then nothing else matters.
She closed her eyes again.
Letting go of all vigilance, she used Lu Chang'sheng's Dao of Life to begin healing with all her strength.
Lu Chang'sheng looked down at the bird and shook his head, sighing, "None of you, not a single one, ever let me relax."
Meanwhile, up in the sky—
Sect Master Hu and the other three stared at Lu Chang'sheng, their expressions grave.
This white-robed man had managed to appear at the phoenix's side in an instant—right under their noses?
And during all this—
