Chapter 522 - 489: The Rhythm of Life

On a barren hill in the vast desert, Song Ciwan was casting a spell.

As the motes of Spiritual Qi from the Ganlin Healing Skill began to fade, Song Ciwan raised her right hand again.

This time, she did not form another hand seal. Instead, she brought her index and middle fingers together, a strange power flowing from their tips. A faint sound of wind and thunder began to rise between heaven and earth.

Though the sound of wind and thunder could be heard, neither element converged.

The sun still hung high over the desert, and a scorching anxiety burned in everyone’s hearts.

As one, they all focused their minds and held their breath, filled with both anticipation and tension.

’Could Liu Qingqing really be saved?’

’Even if she could be saved, how much of her body could be restored?’

’Her external wounds might heal, but what about the internal ones?’

’And how much of her spirit and Cultivation could she recover?’

...

These were all unanswered questions, questions that everyone present dared to ask themselves... but dared not dwell on.

The Ganlin Healing Skill was nearly finished. Why wasn’t the Fairy casting it a second time? And what was causing the faint rumbling of wind and thunder?

In this world, any Magic or Martial Arts involving wind and thunder were typically offensive in nature. Yet here, those very elements were being summoned—

Within the crowd, some were gripped by fear, others felt their legs go weak, and a few secretly began circulating their own energy...

Amidst these roiling undercurrents of emotion, Song Ciwan held her two fingers together and drew a Spirit Talisman in mid-air—a Recovery Talisman!

The Recovery Talismanic Spell from the Five Thunders Righteous Method!

A strange rune of light and shadow swirled at Song Ciwan’s fingertips, exuding an ancient, ineffable mystique that made it seem profound beyond measure.

With a flick of her finger, the rune, now fully half a person tall, shot straight into Liu Qingqing’s body.

The next moment, CRACK, CRACK—

Inside Liu Qingqing’s body, her bones and meridians writhed and bucked like dragons and snakes emerging from the earth. Her very meridians bulged and receded, causing her robes to ripple like waves.

The effect was even more obvious on her exposed hands and face. Veins bulged across her features, twisting her once-delicate face into a hideous mask.

"Ah!"

The youngest in the group, a boy named Gao Hui, could no longer bear it. He cried out in alarm, his hand flying to a battered Magical Artifact at his waist.

In an instant, Zhou Mu used the Feather Transformation Technique to dash to Gao Hui’s side. He clamped one hand on the boy’s shoulder and the other over his mouth.

Meanwhile, inside Liu Qingqing’s body, all her meridians suddenly began to hum in unison.

HUMMM, HUMMM, HUMMM—

It was an indescribably wondrous sound. It was like all of creation stirring in the desolate cold of winter; like new shoots sprouting from parched earth; like the wind passing through an infinite void...

As the wind passed, everything that was misaligned snapped back into place, fitting together seamlessly.

All chaos returned to order. The restoration of life was a miracle to behold—so wondrous, so magnificent, that it moved the onlookers to tears before they even knew why.

This was not a feeling born of any common emotion. It came from hearing the sound of life’s very essence returning to its proper alignment.

And so, every living thing could not help but resonate in that moment, moved to its very core.

Life itself was such a wondrous thing!

This was the most miraculous Healing Spell of the Five Thunders Righteous Method: the Recovery Spell.

This was the first time Song Ciwan had ever cast the Recovery Spell to such a degree. She herself had never anticipated this wondrous resonance.

Previously, Song Ciwan had only ever used the Recovery Spell on herself.

But she had never been as grievously injured as Liu Qingqing, so she never knew that the Recovery Spell could produce such a wondrous rhythm when performing an extreme restoration on the threshold of life and death.

At this moment, it was not only the onlookers who were captivated. Song Ciwan herself was overcome by a magical feeling, a profound insight that mesmerized her.

’So, this is what the process of restoring life is like?’

Song Ciwan felt as if she had vaguely grasped something important.

She was so eager to seize that feeling that she failed to notice. Deep beneath the desert sands, countless other beings were also listening intently, sharing in the profound sense of wonder at the restoration of life.

Life is sometimes a conscious act, but more often than not, it is a passive instinct.

If Song Ciwan had opened her Insight Technique panel right then, she would have discovered that in the column for the Five Thunders True Method Exorcism Chapter, her experience points were jumping frantically.

They were soaring from the early stages of Masterful Skill, making a beeline straight for Mastery.

But at that moment, Song Ciwan obviously had no energy to spare for such trivial details.

Finally, at some point, the humming suddenly ceased.

Liu Qingqing, still lying on the ground, let out a soft moan. Song Ciwan withdrew her hand, stood up, and gazed down at her.

Liu Qingqing’s tightly closed eyelids began to flutter, and another soft moan escaped her lips.

This time, everyone heard it clearly. Liu Qingqing was truly groaning! She could make a sound! She was alive!

Liu Tantan abruptly dropped the hands clamped over her mouth and scrambled to Liu Qingqing’s side in a few short steps.

She dropped to her knees, sending up a spray of fine sand.

Liu Tantan reached out to embrace Liu Qingqing, but hesitated. She was afraid this was all just a dream, one that would shatter the moment she touched it.

And so her arms hovered, half-extended and trembling, not quite daring to make contact.

A series of choked, excited sobs escaped her throat. She desperately wanted to speak, but no words would come!

All that came out were whimpers.

Then, after fluttering a few more times, Liu Qingqing’s eyes finally opened!

When she first opened her eyes, Liu Qingqing was clearly disoriented about what had happened.

Seeing her sister’s face so close, she blurted out, "Sister, did... did you die with me too?"

Her sister’s clear voice seemed to snap Liu Tantan out of her stupor, finally restoring her ability to speak. She gasped, flustered, "You’re the one who’s—Pah, pah, pah! Bite your tongue! We’re not dead! Neither of us is dead! We’re alive!"

As she spoke, Liu Tantan could no longer contain her emotions.

Still on her knees, she leaned forward and hugged Liu Qingqing, sobbing and laughing at the same time. "You’re alive, Qingqing, you’re really alive! You didn’t die! The Fairy saved you! Oh, this is... this is wonderful! Hahaha... It’s just wonderful!"

Crying, laughing.

Song Ciwan stood to the side as two extremely heavy masses of energy flowed into her: [Human Desires. From a Late-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator: Relief, Ecstasy, Gratitude. Weight: Eight catties and three taels. Redeemable.]

[Human Desires. From a Late-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator: Ecstasy, Joy, Gratitude. Weight: Five catties and six taels. Redeemable.]

Clearly, both of these masses of energy had come from Liu Tantan.

Immediately after, more masses of energy began to pour in from the other team members, arriving like a sudden downpour.

Every single person was ecstatic and overjoyed.