623: Chapter 623 Gift of Liquid!

Zhao Lei looked at his severed arm, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

That was his arm, a part of his body.

If it could be reattached, there would still be hope for his martial path.

“Lie down and don't move.” Qin Yan walked to Zhao Lei's side and gestured for him to lie down.

As soon as Qin Yan finished speaking, the True Qi around his body began to surge frantically!

Behind him, two beams of light—one blue and one green—suddenly lit up, intertwining and illuminating the entire room!

The blue light was as deep as an abyss, extremely soft yet resilient, emitting an aura of all-encompassing inclusion;

The green light was full of vitality, like new sprouts in spring, emitting an endless power of life.

The two beams of light, like two swimming dragons, circled and danced behind Qin Yan, reflecting off each other.

“Heal!”

Qin Yan gave a low shout.

Immediately, the light behind him condensed into a beam of intertwined blue and green, landing precisely on Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei suddenly felt warm all over, as if soaking in a hot spring.

That warmth was not a superficial heat, but one welling up from deep within his body, nourishing every inch of flesh and every bone.

He could feel his injuries recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye—broken bones were knitting, torn muscles were regenerating, and damaged Meridians were being repaired.

The sensation was wonderful and incredible.

At this moment, Qin Yan picked up Zhao Lei's severed arm, aligned it with the stump on his shoulder, and gently pressed it back on.

The moment the severed arm touched the shoulder, the green and blue lights flared simultaneously, enveloping the wound.

The green light was filled with vitality; it was the healing power of the Wood Spiritual Light, capable of stimulating flesh growth and nourishing Meridians;

The blue light was filled with resilience; it was the nourishing power of the Water Spiritual Light, capable of moisturizing bones and tendons and harmonizing Qi and blood.

The two colors of spiritual light intertwined, slowly flowing over the wound like spring water melting ice, or like a withered tree meeting spring.

Qin Yan watched this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

This green and blue light were the Wood and Water elements from his Five-Colored Spiritual Light.

Both had healing functions—Wood governs growth, while Water governs nourishment; they complemented and enhanced each other.

With their combined efforts, the healing power they could exert was far greater than the sum of its parts, growing exponentially instead.

Relying solely on these two colors of spiritual light allowed him to achieve things that even ordinary Grandmaster experts could not do.

This was the power of a Divine Ability.

Furthermore, this was only a portion of the mysteries within the two colors of spiritual light.

As his comprehension of the Five Elements Primordial Scripture deepened and his Realm grew stronger, the power of this Divine Ability would also increase.

After half a quarter-hour, the two colors of spiritual light slowly dissipated.

Zhao Lei's body reappeared.

At this moment, his spirit was full and his condition was perfect, a world apart from his previous weak and wretched appearance.

His complexion was ruddy, his breathing steady, and light had returned to his eyes.

Most surprising of all was that his severed left arm had been completely reattached—from shoulder to fingers, it was as good as new, without even a single scar left behind.

Zhao Lei raised his left arm, moved his fingers, and made a fist, feeling the power he had lost and regained.

He moved his shoulder, rotated his wrist, and stretched every finger—everything was exactly the same as before the arm was severed, flexible and free without the slightest restriction.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

What kind of method was this? So formidable!

He had originally thought he would be a one-armed man for the rest of his life.

He had originally thought his martial path had reached its end.

He had originally thought revenge had become an extravagant hope.

But now, Young Master Qin Yan had actually reattached his severed arm, and the recovery was so perfect!

“Zhao Lei thanks the Young Master for the grace of remaking me.”

Zhao Lei knelt on one knee before Qin Yan, his voice solemn and firm.

“From now on, my life belongs to the Young Master. If the Young Master tells me to go east, I will never go west; if the Young Master tells me to kill, I will not hesitate.”

He spoke these words with absolute resolution.

Qin Yan waved his hand, and a gentle wave of True Qi lifted Zhao Lei up.

“Since that is the case—”

He paused, his gaze falling on Zhao Lei with a bit of scrutiny.

“Then the first command I give you is—tomorrow, leave Jumu City with me and head to Taixuan City.”

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Lei to see if the man would choose to obey.

This was a test for Zhao Lei, as well as a trial of his loyalty.

Jumu City was Zhao Lei's hometown, the place where he had lived for decades.

Most importantly, Zhao Lei's enemies were here; this was the place where he most wanted to take his revenge.

It was a test.

Hearing this, Zhao Lei hesitated for a moment.

But in the end, he still nodded and said:

“Yes, Young Master.”

Seeing this, Qin Yan smiled softly.

This Zhao Lei did not disappoint him; it was not in vain that he had spent so much effort to save him.

“Good.”

He nodded.

“Your strength is still weak now. Once you Breakthrough to Grandmaster in the future, you can return for your revenge.”

Qin Yan said.

He knew that the obsession in Zhao Lei's heart right now was revenge.

That hatred could not be dissolved by a few words of comfort, nor forgotten by simply changing environments.

He would not stop him.

For a Martial Artist, one's thoughts must be unhindered; otherwise, it easily affects progress.

If Zhao Lei kept this breath of air and this hatred bottled up, his martial path would become narrower and more difficult.

Therefore, he wanted Zhao Lei to keep this breath—keep it to become stronger, and keep it to take his revenge personally in the future.

Zhao Lei nodded, a flash of determination in his eyes.

Although he desperately wanted revenge and wished he could rush into the Di Family right now to tear Di Jie into ten thousand pieces,

He knew that with his current self, going there would just be seeking death.

He needed to become stronger.

He needed to Breakthrough to Grandmaster.

He needed to wait for the opportunity.

“Young Master, this is grandmaster true liquid.”

Zhao Lei suddenly remembered something and took an item from his storage ring.

It was a jade bottle.

The jade bottle was pure white all over, with a red label stuck to it that had the four words 'grandmaster true liquid' written on it.

Inside the bottle flowed a drop of golden liquid; the liquid was crystal clear and radiated a brilliant golden light, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Even through the jade bottle, Qin Yan could feel the powerful energy coming from the golden liquid—that energy was vast and pure, as if it could allow one to touch the threshold of the Grandmaster Realm.

“Consuming it can increase the Young Master's probability of breaking through to Grandmaster in the future.”

Zhao Lei held the jade bottle in both hands and respectfully offered it to Qin Yan.

grandmaster true liquid was a precious resource that could help a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist Breakthrough to the Grandmaster Realm.

A single drop was worth a fortune.

Zhao Lei had worked tirelessly in the Secret Guard Division for fifty years, accumulating countless merits before he could finally exchange for this one bottle.

Now, he gave it to Qin Yan without the slightest hesitation.