Chapter 18

Zhao Yi did not let go. "Xueyue, look at the next painting," he said. Xueyue gave a start, pulled herself together, and looked at the final painting, instantly falling into a trance of fascination once again. Qingyue felt that these two paintings were different from the previous pair; they seemed to have a rhythm to them—surging up and down, now expanding outward, now contracting inward, with a steady regularity. Her body no longer felt fatigued, replaced by a vibrant, endless surge of vitality. What Zhao Yi was observing now was that the meridians had begun running in reverse. They were likewise absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Energy—absorbing energy of all attributes indiscriminately. Those meridians were dazzlingly colorful and remarkably striking.