Chapter 1207 — Nothing Can Be Done
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"I did..." Wei Zhao smiled. He made no effort to conceal his condition, but ran the incantation of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art; the faint true qi in the air stirred at his bidding. Now Feng Tianlong could feel Wei Zhao's strength with perfect clarity—one could say that Wei Zhao had no strength left at all!
Inside him there was nothing but a flicker of true qi, only slightly stronger than an ordinary man's, and nothing more!
"You... you've lost your strength? You threw away all your strength for Xiaoxiao?" Feng Tianlong stared at Wei Zhao, scarcely able to believe it. He was a cultivator himself, and he knew only too well how much strength meant to a martial artist!
And Wei Zhao had actually sacrificed an entire lifetime's worth of power to save Feng Xiaoxiao—for nothing in return. What manner of devotion must one feel to go that far? Feng Tianlong asked himself whether he could have done it, and knew he could, for he was Xiaoxiao's father. The power of a father's love knows no bounds!
But what was Wei Zhao to her? Why would he do such a thing? Could it be only because Feng Xiaoxiao had been his girlfriend for a few days? Their bond could hardly have run so deep as to make him surrender so much without a qualm!
"I can recover—never mind me, you mustn't worry." Wei Zhao waved his hand. "Right now we need to think about Xiaoxiao. Why is it that what worked last time does not work now, when the situation is the same?"
Feng Tianlong and Tang Zhi exchanged a helpless look. They knew they could offer Wei Zhao no help, so they ventured no rash judgments, and simply waited in silence for his next move.
Wei Zhao was beside himself with anxiety. It had plainly worked before and now it did not—what kind of reasoning was that? He could not puzzle it out, try as he might!
He touched Feng Xiaoxiao and probed for the spark of life within her, only to make a miserable discovery: he had no idea where his energy had gone, but there was certainly not the smallest trace of it inside her. His own boundless, illimitable energy—if it had truly been absorbed in full, it would surely have been enough to forge an Earth-tier, perhaps even a Heaven-tier, master. Yet Feng Xiaoxiao's body remained utterly empty!
It seemed he was helpless; all he could do was pick up the phone and ask for aid. Feng Tianlong had said before that he had taken Feng Xiaoxiao's mother to consult Old Master Wei, and that the old man could do nothing either. But years had passed since then, and who could say what remedy the old man might have found by now!
Or even if he had no cure, a sliver of hope—of repair, of prolonging her life—would be enough!
At this thought Wei Zhao picked up the phone. Without caring that Feng Tianlong and Tang Zhi were watching, he dialed the old man's number directly.
"Pick up, pick up—what on earth are you doing, you old man?"
For the first time in his life, Wei Zhao found the old man unbearably slow!