Chapter 92: Soul-Vitality Restoration I

Chapter 92: Soul-Vitality Restoration I

Seana carefully pinched the Soul-Vitality Restoration Pill between her slender fingers.

Her eyes remained fixed on Lothe’s pale, unmoving face.

She had already checked his vitals multiple times. His soul vitality had plummeted to a critical red line, and his spiritual foundation was creaking under the severe backlash of the formation.

She couldn’t afford a single mistake.

"Little Fox..."

Gently parting his pale lips with her thumb, Seana slipped the warm, silver-red pill into his mouth.

The moment the pill made contact with his tongue—

BOOM!

A gentle, revitalizing tide of medicinal essence erupted within Lothe’s chest!

Seana’s posture grew completely rigid. She didn’t dare blink, her fingers remaining firmly pressed against the radial artery of his wrist as her [Blood Sense] traced the medicine’s trajectory.

The energy did not violently savage his channels. True to her design, the drop of Silver Horn Wolf blood acted as a living bridge, allowing the herbal essence of the Spirit-Calming Moonflower and Silverleaf Moss to coat his meridians like cool water, soothing the turbulent fires around his spiritual foundation.

For three excruciating seconds, he remained completely still.

Then—

Huff...

Lothe let out a long, ragged exhale.

The terrifying stiffness in his neck and shoulders melted away, his breathing shifting from shallow gasps to a steady, rhythmic cadence.

Seana’s heart thumped in her throat. She felt it through his pulse—the flickering spark of his soul vitality was roaring back to life!

One breath... two breaths... three.

No violent rejection. No medicinal conflict. The pill had integrated into his system with absolute harmony.

Seana finally allowed her shoulders to drop, exhaling a breath she felt she had been holding for an eternity.

Her gaze dropped to the second silver-red pill resting in her open palm. After a brief second of hesitation, she looked at the lingering exhaustion on his features. The first had stabilized him, but to truly restore what he had lost in that suicidal gambit, he needed more fuel.

She gently fed the second pill between his lips.

BOOM!

An even more concentrated wave of pure life essence detonated within his core!

Lothe’s entire body shuddered, a low gasp catching in his throat.

"Lothe!" Seana leaned over him, her heart leaping into her mouth.

Thankfully, the turbulence lasted only a heartbeat. The medicinal warmth swept through his limbs like a spring breeze. The deathly, paper-white pallor drained from his skin, replaced by a healthy, radiant flush.

PING!

[MEDICINAL INTEGRATION COMPLETE]

• Soul-Vitality Restoration Pill active!

• Spiritual Foundation fully stabilized!

• Cellular vitality completely replenished!

• Soul Energy recovery rate multiplied by 500%!

• Current Soul Energy: 2,000 / 3,000!

Purple texts kept flashing in Lothe’s retina.

Seana checked his wrist one last time.

His pulse was strong, steady, and vibrant. The hairline fractures across his spiritual foundation were sealing themselves under the nourishing bath of medicinal Qi.

She slumped back against the grass, running a trembling hand through her hair. A long, shaky sigh of pure relief escaped her lips.

"Thank goodness..."

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Meanwhile, deep within Lothe’s subconscious...

Just as the second pill dissolved, a sudden, familiar gravitational pull seized his consciousness.

The physical world faded like smoke. In the blink of an eye, Lothe found himself standing once more within the infinite, silent Sea of Stars!

Surrounding him in the endless cosmic void were billions of celestial stars, interconnected by countless glowing, ethereal filaments.

Lothe’s dark eyes sharpened with absolute recognition.

He didn’t waste a single heartbeat.

He raised his hand, gathering a needle of Void Qi across his fingers, and struck the nearest glowing thread!

SLASH!

The thread snapped cleanly! The star it anchored instantly disintegrated into a shower of sparkling stardust, surging directly into his spiritual avatar!

PING!

[+10 Soul Energy Absorbed.]

Lothe’s eyes flashed with fierce resolve. He pivoted and struck again!

SLASH!

[+10 Soul Energy Absorbed.]

SLASH!

[+10 Soul Energy Absorbed.]

SLASH!

[+10 Soul Energy Absorbed.]

Star after star shattered beneath his calculated strikes, their pure celestial light flooding into his soul, rapidly repairing the hollow exhaustion left by the battle.

In the past, this cosmic sea had bewildered him. Now, armed with his deep comprehension of runic matrices and spatial architecture, he understood the fundamental rule of this space:

Sever the thread. Harvest the celestial core. Expand the soul.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

His harvesting pace turned into a blur of violet light. His soul pool swelled rapidly, climbing past its previous limitations!

Suddenly—

Hum...

A faint tremor reverberated through his mental avatar. A dull, throbbing pressure began to build behind his temples.

Lothe immediately stayed his hand.

That’s enough.

He was greedy for power, but he wasn’t reckless. Pushing his mental capacity beyond its structural tolerance right after nearly destroying his foundation was foolish. More importantly, he refused to make Seana worry about him a second longer.

With a single thought, Lothe willingly severed the connection, withdrawing his consciousness from the Sea of Stars.

The moment his awareness snapped back to his physical body—

PING!

[SUBCLASS BREAKTHROUGH!]

• Your comprehension of Array / Talisman Mastery has evolved!

• Subclass Promoted: [MASTER ARRAY / TALISMAN MASTER]

• Runic Processing Speed: +300%

• Runic Grimoire Page four: Unlocking...

Lothe’s eyes snapped open beneath his lashes.

The transformation was nothing short of miraculous. Moments ago, he had felt like an invalid on the brink of death; now, his meridians hummed with rich Void Qi, his soul pool felt deeper and more resilient than ever, and his mental perception was razor-sharp!

When he looked at the world around him, the ambient environmental Qi no longer appeared as simple mist. He could see its vectors, its natural intersections, its stress points, and how easily the fabric of reality could be inscribed with runes.

He turned his head slightly.

Sitting right beside him on the grass was Seana—the sole reason he was still drawing breath.

Her delicate face still bore the faint traces of terror, her forehead damp with sweat, and several stray strands of black hair stuck messily across her flushed cheeks.

A wave of profound warmth washed over Lothe’s chest​