Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 970 - 970 0581 Shallow Waters Cant Raise True

Chapter 970: Chapter 0581: Shallow Waters Can’t Raise True Dragons_1 Chapter 970: Chapter 0581: Shallow Waters Can’t Raise True Dragons_1 Chapter 0581 Shallow Waters Cannot Raise True Dragons

After posing his question and receiving an answer, Zhao Shibo stepped to the side. Throughout the subsequent procedure, he indeed kept his promise. As Gao Jinmei was opening up the meridians and stimulating the potential for Zhao Ninglu, he never interrupted, merely standing by and silently observing.

Stimulating potential is an excruciating affair. Even though Zhao Ninglu had taken a medicinal pill to fall into a deep sleep, her body still shook and convulsed uncontrollably during Gao Jinmei’s spellcasting. Her brows knitted tightly, and sweat poured from her like a spring, soaking her through.

The entire spellcasting process lasted for about an hour. Gao Jinmei, too, was far from relaxed. She had to continually condense her own mana into needles, hammering them at Zhao Ninglu’s hardened meridians. It was a laborious and meticulous task. Even though she was a Gold Core Realm Third Level practitioner, the exercise left her dizzy, exhausted to her very core.

Having finally cleared a small section of Zhao Ninglu’s hardened meridians, Gao Jinmei withdrew her spells and collapsed to the ground, exhaling deeply. She then said, “Brother, this truly isn’t human’s work. I’ve only done this for a short while and I’m already too exhausted to bear it. I initially thought Master was showing me favor by passing this spell onto me, believing he was partial to me. Now I realize he wasn’t favoring me at all; it’s quite the opposite. He was favoring you, not wanting you to overexert yourself, so he entrusted all the grueling, exhausting, and dirty work to me.”

These words were not something Qi Tian had coached Gao Jinmei to say. The fact that Gao Jinmei could naturally utter them solidified their impression of being part of a sect in Zhao Shibo’s mind. This was something even Qi Tian had to silently commend Gao Jinmei for.

Qi Tian replied with a smile, “Stop complaining, and don’t act cute after gaining an advantage. Master clearly favors you, which is why he passed on such a technique to you. Haven’t you noticed that whenever the two of us travel, I always have to follow you? Just like a persistent shadow—it’s hard work. Moreover, you always take the larger share of our earnings, while I take the smaller part.”

Gao Jinmei flared up as if a kitten’s tail had been stepped on, yelling at Qi Tian, “After working so hard, don’t I deserve the larger part? If you’re not satisfied, you do it. What if I let you have the larger share?”

Qi Tian waved his hands and said, “I won’t argue with you in front of the Prince.”

He turned his head, bowed to Zhao Shibo, and said, “Prince, my apologies for the spectacle.”

Zhao Shibo chuckled and replied, “No trouble at all. Seeing the two of you sibling disciples getting along so harmoniously fills me with envy.”>

Qi Tian continued, “Prince, didn’t you mention earlier that you wanted to check the results of our help in stimulating the Princess’s potential? Now you can take a look and see if it’s effective.”

“That was indeed my intention,” Zhao Shibo nodded, then walked over to the jade bed. He carefully examined Zhao Ninglu first to ensure she was unharmed before placing his finger on her wrist’s pulse point. He probed with his Divine Sense into Zhao Ninglu’s body to inspect her meridians.

At first, Zhao Shibo’s expression was indifferent, showing no change. But soon, he furrowed his brows. After searching for a while, he could not find any changes in Zhao Ninglu’s meridians. In other words, he seriously suspected that Gao Jinmei’s efforts had been futile and that his daughter suffered for no reason, with no visible effect whatsoever.

Seeing Zhao Shibo’s expression, Qi Tian knew immediately what had happened. He gave Gao Jinmei a subtle eye signal. Catching on, Gao Jinmei said, “Prince, you might want to focus on the Princess’s Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin.”

Zhao Shibo immediately concentrated his Divine Sense on Zhao Ninglu’s Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin, examining it carefully and meticulously. Before long, he noticed the changes in Zhao Ninglu’s Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin. To be honest, the change was minimal. If the entire Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin was considered as one, then this change might not even amount to one-thousandth of it—extremely minimal. However, insubstantial as it may seem, if left only to Zhao Ninglu’s own efforts, she might need ten days, half a month, or even months to achieve even this slight change.

To advance a step beyond the top of a hundred-foot pole is an easy thing to say, but incredibly difficult to accomplish. For many, the top of the hundred-foot pole already represents their limit. Pushing beyond those limits, even by a tiny fraction, is an insurmountable challenge. Often, even a lifetime of effort is not enough to make that progress.

Zhao Shibo understood Zhao Ninglu’s situation profoundly. His daughter had long reached her limit, unable to advance further, stagnating for many years in the Half-step Golden Core realm, unable to surpass her limits. But now, Qi Tian and Gao Jinmei had brought him hope.

A smile unfurled across Zhao Shibo’s face. He withdrew his hand from Zhao Ninglu’s wrist, stood up solemnly, and faced Qi Tian and Gao Jinmei. Extending his arms, he placed his hands together in front of him and bowed deeply as a sign of genuine gratitude, “Master Qi, Master Gao, you truly are immortals sent by the heavens to save my daughter. On behalf of my entire family, I extend our deepest thanks to both of you. Please accept my bow.”