The silence Su Lan left behind was heavy, but not empty. It was filled with the low hum of new power.
Lin Tian sat on the edge of his bed, his hands resting on his knees. He closed his eyes and turned his focus inward. His dantian was no longer a still pool of cold energy. It was a swirling, balanced vortex. Silver-white threads of frost wove around cores of deep, glowing ember. Ice Flame Qi. It felt stable, potent, and utterly alien.
Bond Resonance Feedback.
The system had unlocked it after purging the curse in the legacy room. It was more than just a transfer. It was a direct channel, a highway built on the intimacy of his bonds. He had used it instinctively minutes ago, sending a trickle to Xueya. Now he wanted to understand it.
