A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5327

At first, Lyra's own spiritual energy bucked like a wild colt, slamming against the very meridians that had torn open during their cultivation in the tower. Each strike sent a needle of pain along her nerves.

Jared's spiritual energy, by contrast, moved with the seasoned patience of a shepherd guiding restless sheep. He stroked the turbulent streams into tidy order, ushering them along the meridians until their hostility ebbed into calm.

"Here-hold with just a third of your strength," he murmured as the spiritual energy reached her left arm's Elbow Acupoint. "Picture the spiritual energy as a warm jade pestle, gliding across the meridians-press, never pounding."

She obeyed, but a spike of sharp heat shot through the damaged meridian, and cold sweat blossomed across her brow.

That was the very spot where, during the last time in the tower, Lyra had forced herself to contain Jared's Power of Dragons, leaving behind fine cracks.

"Easy. We have time." Jared softened his spiritual energy further, turning it to balm that seeped into the ragged meridian. "Empty your thoughts. Feel the spiritual energy the way spring meltwater feels slipping over stone-slow, clear, inevitable."

Something in the cadence stilled her racing heart. She inhaled, conjuring the image of the scene Jared had described.

Gradually, the stabbing ache in her meridian dulled. Jared's spiritual energy coaxed the raw edges together, scrubbing impurities from her own spiritual energy until every thread grew finer and brighter.

speckling the jade arcane array with shifting gold. The Submerged

of spiritual

warning, heat blossomed in Lyra's elixir field. New- forged spiritual energy surged along her meridians, completing one majestic circuit before gathering at her fingertips-where

single, crystalline note, as if a jade chime had been struck in the hush. In the very next

"We did it."

retracted his hand and released a satisfied breath. A smile of relief unfolded across his face. "Your spiritual energy has already thickened into spiritual water— proof that your

restlessness that had

sword and gave it an experimental sweep. Spiritual energy clung to the steel in a seamless current, and her sword energy had grown more restrained

rose and offered him a deep, formal bow, gratitude gleaming in

the

only the beginning.

without tempered sword technique. Your Snowfall Sword Art is nimble, but ar Earthly Immortal Realm cultivator should carry weight as well as grace. Let's go to the back

Bedrock Strike." s

with generations of blade marks from Sword Sect's disciples. Gusts knifed along its edge, cold and sharp enough

a nearby pine and began to sketch