Chapter 2698 — Tang Yuqi's Invitation
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"Wei Zhao, be careful..." Guan Xin grew nervous at the thought of Wei Zhao and White Leader going into the ancient tomb. Wei Zhao had been there once before, but she knew the many perils of that tomb; it was precisely her lingering fear that made her worry.
"It's fine. This time is different from last time—I have experience now, and the Heavenly Thunder Pig will be with me. There shouldn't be any problem." Wei Zhao was fairly confident. In fact, on the second trip into the tomb last time, encountering the Heavenly Thunder Pig had made the rest of the journey smooth, for the pig knew the tomb far better than Wei Zhao and Yu Xiaoke did.
"That's good, then..." Guan Xin let out a breath. She rather envied Yu Xiaoke, who could go adventuring with Wei Zhao, while she could only stand quietly in the distance and watch him. Though Guan Xin asked for nothing, she too hoped to become someone who could help Wei Zhao, someone useful to him.
Guan Xin vowed silently to master the art of alchemy so that in the future she could help Wei Zhao and be of use to him. Otherwise, Wei Zhao had no shortage of pretty faces around him—girls with nothing but sweet looks were a dime a dozen.
"Teacher Bai, that matter I mentioned to you last time—have you thought it over?" Wei Zhao asked.
"You mean healing my injuries?" White Leader immediately understood what Wei Zhao was referring to.
"That's right, that very matter," Wei Zhao said. "If you want to recover, there's no time like the present—let's do it before we enter the tomb."
"I've thought it over. If it's possible, of course I want my injuries healed. But will it be a burden to you?" White Leader hesitated a moment, then asked, "I know a cultivator's true qi doesn't come from nowhere—it's all hard won through training. I understand that better than you do. Healing someone and restoring their injuries probably takes a great deal of true qi. You've just finished healing Jingjing—do you still have the energy to tend to me? And besides, we're about to go exploring in the tomb right after. Won't it affect the plan?"
"It won't," Wei Zhao said, shaking his head. "Everyone in this car is one of us, so I'll speak plainly. I can heal your injuries, and even restore your strength—but limited by my own level, I can only restore you to the peak of the late Mystic Rank. Take a Small Qi-Gathering Pill and you can advance to the early Earth Rank. But your strength will be stuck at the early Earth Rank, and no further."
"Oh? What do you mean by that?" White Leader was briefly taken aback, then said, "You mean you can raise my strength to the peak of the late Mystic Rank, and after I take a Small Qi-Gathering Pill and become an early Earth Rank expert, I'll never advance again?"
"You could put it that way—unless you have a Qi-Gathering Pill to take," Wei Zhao said.
"I understand what you mean. You raise my strength, and the aftereffect is this: the true qi you transmit when raising my strength is so pure that afterward I can no longer absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to cultivate, and can only advance by taking pills?" White Leader had grasped Wei Zhao's meaning.