rpbooks Chapter 740 Long Time No See
Chapter 740 Long Time No See
Although Qin Changqing was carried on his back and protected from the cold by his imperial laws, his mortal body had suffered severe frostbite from being frozen for too long in the snowfields of Tianwu Star.
His hands and feet were cold and stiff, and his cheeks and lips had turned a necrotic bluish-purple. If left untreated, his body would eventually become useless.
Lin Hanzhou pulled over a wooden chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.
He looked at Qin Changqing's weathered face and sighed softly.
He extended his right hand and placed his palm on Qin Changqing's chest.
At this moment, he had already mastered the pure ultimate laws, and the power within his body was incredibly violent and vast.
If even the slightest leak of the Emperor's aura were not properly controlled, Qin Changqing's mortal body would instantly shatter into a cloud of blood mist, just like a fragile piece of porcelain.
Therefore, Lin Hanzhou must elevate his control over power to an absolute, minute level.
He closed his eyes and focused his mind on Qin Changqing's body.
He did not use any destructive sword techniques, but instead used his understanding of the origin of the universe to extract the gentlest trace of life essence from the world.
Under Lin Hanzhou's refinement, this wisp of life essence transformed into a warm current a hundred times gentler than spring rain, slowly seeping into Qin Changqing's limbs and bones, drop by drop, along his palm.
This is a meticulous task that demands a great deal of patience.
The warmth first flowed through Qin Changqing's heart, which was on the verge of complete collapse, protecting his life force, which was like a candle flickering in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, the life essence began to slowly spread along his blocked mortal meridians.
Wherever it passed, the blood that had been frozen solid and necrotic by the terrible cold began to melt and boil little by little, regaining its surging vitality.
The frostbitten and cracked skin and muscle tissue, nourished by the life essence, heal, scab over, and fall off at a visible speed, giving rise to brand new and healthy skin.
The stagnant cold poison within his body was gradually expelled by Lin Hanzhou using the divine sense of the Great Emperor, transforming into wisps of white cold mist that dissipated within the wooden house.
As the last trace of cold air was dispelled, Qin Changqing's breathing, which had been so weak it was almost inaudible, finally became steady and long.
The bluish-purple tinge on his face completely faded, replaced by a rosy glow that signifies vitality, and his cold, stiff limbs regained their softness and warmth.
The frostbite has been completely healed, and Qin Changqing's life has been saved.
Moreover, after Lin Hanzhou's baptism with his primordial life essence, Qin Changqing's body, though still a mortal with no cultivation, had been thoroughly cleansed of his bones and blood, making him virtually immune to all diseases and capable of living to a hundred years old.
After doing all this, Lin Hanzhou slowly withdrew his hand.
He stood up, walked to the window of the wooden house, and looked out at the bamboo forest swaying in the wind.
All leads have gone cold, and all speculations cannot be confirmed.
All he can do now is wait.
Fortunately, I still have plenty of time.
Lin Hanzhou stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering gently in the breeze.
The outside world may have already stirred up a bloodbath in search of him, and the supreme beings in the forbidden zones of life may have already sharpened their knives in preparation for the hunt, but in this simple wooden house, everything seemed so peaceful and serene.
Next, all he had to do was sit quietly and wait for Qin Changqing on the bed to wake up from his deep sleep, and then tell him the answer to all of this in person.
Time slips away silently like sand through one's fingers in the quiet bamboo forest.
About three days have passed.
Inside the simple yet tranquil wooden house, Qin Changqing, who had been in a deep sleep, finally trembled slightly with his eyelashes.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath, as if he had just been pulled from the water after drowning.
His first reaction upon waking was not to check the unfamiliar surroundings he was in, but rather, as if electrocuted, he frantically reached for his chest with both hands.
"A wooden box... Master's wooden box!"
Qin Changqing's voice was hoarse and anxious.
When his hands grasped at nothing in front of his chest, only touching the fabric of his clothes, his face, which had just regained a rosy hue, instantly turned ashen white.
He tried desperately to sit up, not caring that his mortal body ached from the intense movement.
For him, that black wooden box was more important than his life.
Just as Qin Changqing was about to struggle and roll off the wooden bed to search for it, a gentle, calm voice, which seemed to contain the power to stabilize the entire universe, slowly rang out by the window of the wooden house.
"Don't panic, you're safe now. I've also received the black wooden box."
The sound wasn't loud, but when it reached Qin Changqing's ears, it was no less than a thunderclap from the heavens, instantly freezing him in place as if he had been immobilized by a spell.
That voice...that tone of voice...
Qin Changqing struggled to turn his stiff neck and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
In front of the half-open window of the wooden house, a handsome young man dressed in white stood with his hands behind his back.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, dappling the young man's shoulders and casting a soft halo around him.
The young man's face looked very young, with delicate features but also a sickly pallor that belonged to the original owner of this body, "Jiang Bai".
However, when Qin Changqing met the young man's deep eyes, which were as vast as the starry sky and encompassed all the cycle of life and death, a monstrous wave suddenly surged in the depths of his soul.
Although his appearance has changed drastically, making him look like a complete stranger, his calm demeanor and unhurried temperament, even in the face of catastrophe, remain unchanged...
This is undoubtedly his master!
"Master...Master?"
Qin Changqing's lips trembled violently, as if a hot iron was stuck in his throat, and every word was squeezed out from the depths of his soul.
"Is that you?"
Lin Hanzhou turned around, looked at his disciple with a weathered face, and smiled as he spoke.
"Of course it's me. Didn't I tell you before? My life is incredibly strong; I absolutely won't die. You brat, why are you still so impatient?"
At this point, Lin Hanzhou paused, his tone becoming serious.
"Changqing, you did an excellent job of completing the task I entrusted to you back then."
"After hundreds of thousands of years, you have finally grown into a powerful figure capable of standing on your own. Thank you for your hard work."
Upon receiving such straightforward recognition from his master, Qin Changqing's eyes instantly turned red, and large tears welled up in them.