The panic in the pink-clad girl’s eyes gradually faded, and she blinked at Ah Dai. As Ah Dai let go of her hand, the girl backed away in fear, shielding Tifya behind her. In a trembling voice, she asked, "Who are you? What do you want? Is the young master the one who sent you to harm the young lady?"
Ah Dai furrowed his brows, "I’ve already told you, I’m a friend of your young lady. Tell , what’s wrong with her?"
The pink-clad girl still remained wary. Wiping away her tears, she spat out angrily: "You must be sent by the young master. How hateful you are! You’re not satisfied even after harming the young lady like this. If you want to kill soone, kill first." As she said this, she spread her arms, standing in front of Tifya, glaring at Ah Dai full of resentnt.
Feeling Tifya’s breath growing even weaker, Ah Dai knew he couldn’t waste any more ti. With a wave of his hand, a shock of pure True Qi blocked the powerless girl. Using a push-and-pull motion with his left hand, he moved her to the side and took her previous spot next to Tifya. He lifted Tifya’s arm from under the blanket and probed her condition with his True Qi. Surprise continuously flickered in Ah Dai’s eyes. Tifya’s condition was much worse than he had imagined; her body was on the decline and all her bodily functions were almost completely exhausted. Only a faint heartbeat proved she was still living. Her condition was far worse than when Mie Feng was severely injured by the master—the only difference between Tifya and a dead person was that she was still breathing. A silver light emanated from Ah Dai’s palm, transforming into a silver ribbon before it quickly poked Tifya’s heart several tis, stimulating her internal organs with the vitality of his True Qi. At the sa ti, his other hand continually converted his vast amount of True Qi into strands, pouring it into Tifya’s body, nourishing her exhausted organs and ridians.
After a while, a hint of flush gradually appeared on Tifya’s face, seemingly looking a bit better. Only now did the maid realise that Ah Dai indeed held no ill will against Tifya. The resentnt in her eyes quickly faded, replaced with anticipation while watching Tifya.
Ah Dai pulled out the vial of Dragon’s Blood from his bosom, and he softly chanted the most powerful light recovery magic he could use, "With the Dragon’s Blood as the catalyst, O great Sky God! I beseech you, grant your boundless divine power to save the life before . Let her regain the intended glow of life." A blue halo flowed out from the Dragon’s Blood, which gradually turned white mid-air. An aura of sanctity filled the room. While intoning the spell, Ah Dai continued, "Light of Recovery, I command you in the na of the Sky God to unleash your full energy. Lend the power to heal, soothe the wounds before , and rejuvenate life. Divine Cure." This was a seventh-level light recovery spell. Although it did not yet rival the Divine Healing Technique used by Xuan Yue and the Pope, it was still far more powerful than the Light Therapy Ah Dai used to save Mie Feng.
A white hexagram star erged in front of Ah Dai. At its center ford a golden light, and the golden symbol on the Dragon’s Blood began to shine. With the aid of Ah Dai’s continuously inputted True Qi, he finally successfully activated the seventh-level Recovery Magic. The golden light suddenly surged and radiated brilliantly, and the intense light caused Ah Dai and the maid to temporarily lose their vision. The gold light imbued with imnse healing capability shot into Tifya’s chest. Under its injection, Tifya’s delicate body shuddered violently. The pale complexion of her face was shrouded with the golden hue, making it seem a lot more comfortable.
The golden light gradually receded, and as Ah Dai and the maid regained their vision, he again channelled his True Qi into Tifya’s body, anxiously sensing the changes within her. After a mont, Ah Dai’s expression changed. Despite the significant effect Divine Cure had on Tifya’s body, it only managed to treat a large part of her internal injuries. However, her damaged organs were far from fully nded, especially her depleted vital energy which showed no signs of recovery. Although the recovery magic had a clear effect on injuries, it did not have much of an effect on Tifya’s underlying illness. Even if the Pope used the Divine Healing Technique himself, curing the heavily damaged Tifya was nearly impossible. Looking at the kind young woman before him, a sad expression appeared in Ah Dai’s eyes. He gave it his all, yet her life was beyond saving, despite him being willing to channel all his True Qi into her.
With a wave of his hand, Ah Dai released the restrictions he had placed on the maid. With a sigh, he said, "I’m sorry. I’ve tried my best. As the saying goes, doctors can’t cure fatal diseases, and even gods only save those with fate. Your young lady’s condition is severe. Ah, I advise you to mourn in peace." Despite only having t Tifya once, Ah Dai still felt that he had a deep connection with her. The sadness in his heart was exceptional as he was unable to save her life.
The maid suddenly knelt before him, crying, "Sir, sir I beg you, please save my young lady. You must have a way. My young lady... she has suffered so much! Please save her!"
Just as Ah Dai was about to respond, Tifya on the bed began to cough. He quickly amped up his manipulation of his True Qi, channeling it into her body. For Tifya to regain consciousness with her current condition was already quite an achievent. Under the cover of white light, a touch of ruddiness returned to Tifya’s lovely face. Her long eyelashes trembled a few tis before her gray-white eyes slowly opened.
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