When Qin Han opened his eyes again, he saw Hong Luan sleeping at the table.
He stood up shakily and walked over, placing the back of his hand on her forehead, finding it burning hot.
He had been contemplating earlier, and during this mystical connection with Kunlun Mountain, he could clearly sense it.
There was a blessing power in the outside world, wrapping around him in those seven-colored rays, resembling some kind of secret technique.
This was also something he saw recorded in the Holy Medicine Sect, seemingly a power above the martial artist's ultimate skills.
But there were scarce records on it, leaving him unable to study it deeply.
Unexpectedly, he witnessed it from Hong Luan now, and she was even performing it for him.
Although Qin Han did not know how Hong Luan possessed such a secret technique.
And why she could hide it for so long, he was sure she had her own reasons.
After all, everyone has unspeakable pasts, and he wouldn't pry into them without reason.
