Rebirth of the primordial sovereign

e blazing constellations of his past life. The air was crisp, carrying the faint hum of life from th

he body's internal pathways were shattered, the remnants fragile and unsteady. Yet, the

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koto returned to his room. Yuna had arrived early, bringing

spreading the contents across the table. "They'

often used by outer disciples for minor injuries. But Makoto's knowledge stretched far beyond that of

with a faint smile. "I

urprise. "Do you

ly, his tone carrying a confide

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, ensuring the energies within the plants didn't dissipate. He combined them with water heated to a pre

Yuna observed, peering over

Each has its own character. If you treat the

he carefully applied the paste to his arms and legs, the mixture seeping into his skin. Al

and his muscles screamed in protest at every movement. But he pushed forward, star

ustion, but he didn't stop. His past life had taught him the value of perseve

a mix of admiration and concern. "You're goi

for support. "Pain is temporary," he s

er, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Just... don't push

. "I know. But some battles a

gged, his breathing steady as he focused inward. The medicinal paste had begun to repair

energy he had felt before. It was small, almost impercep

n the surrounding qi, and each exhale expelled impurities from his body. The process was slow, p

stop. By the time the first light of morning seeped through the window, the

to's posture was straighter, his complexion healthier. The dul

her voice falterin

meeting her gaze. "It's

studying him. "Did you...

s not much, but it's enough to

f and hope flickering across her fa

," Makoto interjected.

ng moment, then smiled. "Yo

'll see soon enough. Thi

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on strengthened his meridians, while the herbal mixtures accelerated his

catch up. Challenges loomed on the horizon, and the scars of the past threatened to r

dled. And soon, it would burn brig