unconscious," the herb said, looking innocently at Qin Yi.
Hearing this, Qin Yi felt a surge of frustration and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Are you kidding me?!" Qin Yi glared at the herb, wanting to tear it apart.
Qin Yi had not only injured himself trying to wake the unconscious herb but also bestowed it with a great boon. He now felt extremely foolish.
"Didn't you pluck one of my leaves? Do you know how painful that was? Now we're even!" the herb said righteously.
"Even?! Fine, I won't argue with you."
"Show me how to use this for my master!" Qin Yi demanded, holding a leaf wrapped in lightning, emitting a strong life force.
"You don't even know something so simple? You’re really clueless."
"Use your natal Qi to draw out the life force from the leaf, then transfer it into your master’s body. So simple!" the herb explained, sounding exasperated.
Qin Yi immediately followed its instructions.
Golden-blooded spiritual energy appeared on his right hand, enveloping the leaf and seeping into it.
Streams of green energy, mingled with traces of lightning, life and destruction intertwined, were drawn out by the golden-blooded energy.
Carefully controlling the energy, Qin Yi moved to Liu Hao's side and transferred it into his master.
"Cough! Cough!" Qin Yi's coughing worsened, but he didn’t stop, diligently focusing on the task at hand.
"Kid, you're courting death!" the herb shouted, trying to stop him, but there was nothing it could do. Qin Yi ignored it completely.
"Quiet, let me wake my master first," Qin Yi replied weakly, forcing the herb to silently watch.
Time ticked by.
A hint of color appeared on Liu Hao's face, his body instinctively absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. Streams of energy rushed into Liu Hao.
Seeing this, Qin Yi stopped and sat quietly, waiting for his master to wake up.
Soon, Liu Hao's heavy eyelids fluttered open. He felt his injuries slowly healing and saw the weakened Qin Yi.
"Yi’er! What happened to you?" Liu Hao, noticing Qin Yi’s injuries and tattered clothes, was both surprised and worried.
"Master, you're finally awake!" Qin Yi exclaimed.
Chapter Twenty-Two: The Soul Imprint of My Father
"Yi'er, how did you get so injured? Who did this to you?" Liu Hao anxiously moved to check Qin Yi's injuries, but a pain in his chest hindered his progress.
"Master, you haven’t fully recovered yet. Sit and meditate to heal yourself first," Qin Yi raised his hand to stop Liu Hao.
"Kid, do you have time for idle talk? Are you tired of living?" The Three-Leaf Myriad Thunder Grass, unable to bear the sight, admonished Qin Yi.
Qin Yi indeed spoke through intense pain, hiding it to prevent Liu Hao from worryi
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