Qu Changzhi was gravely wounded, clearly beyond saving. Ancestor Hui Xuan sighed inwardly and sent a voice transmission: "Disciple, you may rest easy and go. Your master will naturally avenge you. Only, leaving this body of Essence on you is useless; better that you gift it to your master."
He opened his palm, facing it toward Qu Changzhi and giving it a slight shake. A turbid gray light seemed to shine out, drawing all the Essence from the latter's body into his hand. Then, with a turn of his Cultivation Technique, he condensed a piece of Elixir Jade in his palm, tossed it into his mouth, and at once his face flushed red, his spirit multiplied a hundredfold.
His features had originally been full of Death Qi, with sparse brows and hair like withered trees and dead grass, yet now, on closer look, he seemed a few years younger.
