Li Qi felt deeply moved, "Half a drop of water from the Golden Bottle, unleashes a human flood."
"The Taoist Sect's secret technique, the 'Golden Bottle Palm', is hardly of this world. An ordinary, silent palm strike, as unremarkable as a droplet, but upon contact, it grows from small to large, from minor to massive, in the blink of an eye transforming from a droplet into a human torrent."
"I almost died... or should have died, really. The endless power following that palm strike was something I simply couldn't resist, but I ended up surviving."
"When I woke up, the little girl and her master were gone, only Old Man Wu was sitting beside me, seemingly waiting on purpose."
"I chatted with him for a while and learned that the little girl had promised her master she would abandon worldly thoughts forever in exchange for a life-saving pill for me, and that's what kept me alive."
"After that, I never saw her again."
Li Qi turned his head, looking at Xue Jing.
