CH 115.2

Inside the giant tree forest, warm light bathed the surroundings as Mi Lai, now fully healed, stood guard nearby, watching her husband and son leaning against each other, her expression tense.

The potent healing aura gently soothed the depleted magic pool, causing the magic inside to rotate slowly. The powers of the yellow leaf tree and the spiritual purification liquid drifted over, further slowing the rotation of magic. They attracted these external energies, integrating them bit by bit into the magic pool, repairing its damage.

Qiao Yi’s expression relaxed, his hair and robes moving gently without wind. A vast, pure magic energy spread from him, extending throughout the entire giant tree forest. The animals in the forest were startled and looked over.

Mi Lai’s eyes brightened, and she moved closer.

After releasing his power, it gradually receded. Qiao Yi’s floating hair and robes gently settled down, and a small golden dragon clinging to his forehead also descended.

“You’ve worked hard,” Qiao Yi embraced his son, whose energy had been depleted, gently stroking his small body and infusing him with a bit of his magic power, his eyes filled with concern.

Assisting in healing was still too challenging for his son, whose abilities were limited in his current reverted form.

Qiao Zhiya responded happily by fluttering his wings, but the exhaustion from his depleted strength and the comforting feeling of being surrounded by his father’s power made him feel drowsy. He struggled to speak, “Dad, with this asteroid belt, I have a way to get out. Wait for me… Wait for my magic to return…”

Ultimately unable to resist exhaustion, he closed his eyes and fell asleep before finishing his sentence.

“Is our baby okay?” Mi Lai asked anxiously, affectionately moving closer to her husband, gently rubbing her son’s belly, which rose and fell rhythmically after falling asleep. She felt that her son’s scales seemed dimmer after his energy had been exhausted.

Qiao Yi shook his head, extending his arm to embrace her as well, speaking softly, “Let him sleep for a while longer.”

Mi Lai nodded, unable to resist leaning over again to gently rub her son’s small body.

Comforted by his parents’ gentle power, Qiao Zhiya slept deeply and comfortably. When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

Energetically flying out of his small nest, he rushed towards Mi Lai standing under the tree, excitedly saying, “Mom, I need your help with something!”

Hearing his voice, Mi Lai joyfully raised her arms and hugged him. She adored his lively and spirited appearance, showering him with affectionate kisses and eagerly nodding, “Help? Did my baby want to eat wild fruits again? Mom will go pick some for you! My baby is such a good eater!”

Qiao Zhiya blushed shyly at always being praised by his mother, pushing her away with a small claw. He then pulled out a blueprint, saying, “Not wild fruits, it’s this… Mom, I want you to help me make this.”

In his current dragon form, it wasn’t convenient for him to create things, so he had to ask his mom for help.

A blueprint for a small spaceship unfolded before Mi Lai, who paused in surprise. She carefully examined it, her eyes lighting up. Clutching the blueprint eagerly, she nodded enthusiastically, “So my baby wants a toy, no problem! Mom will help you make it!”

Although the “poor” dwarf mother didn’t have much money, she had hoarded quite a few rare ores from the Magic Continent. Without needing Qiao Zhiya to explain, she quickly relied on the dwarf’s excellent crafting intuition and talent. According to the blueprint of the small spaceship, she matched suitable magic ores for various parts of the spaceship. Finally, she even pulled out a large chunk of magic crystal, directly bypassing the spaceship’s high-tech operational system, opting to localize it to the one she’s familiar with.

“My clever baby, I should have thought of it earlier. Breaking through the barrier doesn’t necessarily require a magic array, we can completely use tools to fly out!”

Tying her long hair into a tidy bun, Mi Lai swiftly produced an enormous forging table with a clang. With a wave of her hand, the magic array on the table activated. Then, with a flash, a huge hammer appeared. The earth magic began to fluctuate around as she carefully examined the detailed dismantling blueprint, glanced briefly, and then placed a magic ore on the table. With a wave of her hand, she struck.

Qiao Yi hurriedly pulled his son into a safe range, watching his wife’s excited sweat-swinging appearance, and “wisely” patted his son while asking, “Qiaoqiao, what do you want for lunch? Dad will make it for you. Your mom shouldn’t have time right now.”

Finally remembering the fear of being dominated by his mother’s “craftsman’s persistence,” Qiao Zhiya silently decided not to help and answered by squeezing his small claws, “Just…just something that can quickly replenish my energy.” To forge an entire small spaceship, even with magical assistance, consumed tremendous physical strength.

Qiao Yi looked down at his clever and considerate son, kissed his cute little horn on his head, and felt that while his wife was making “toys,” he might find something else to do, like learning the common language used by humans here.

The potion from the yellow leaf tree and the spiritual purification liquid flowed into the Imperial High Advisor’s body as if there were no tomorrow. Zhuang Yu nervously monitored the feedback from the instruments. When she saw the Imperial High Advisor’s condition slowly stabilize, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Chu Rong, saying, “It’s starting to take effect.”

Chu Rong nodded, stepping forward to glance at the Imperial High Advisor, whose scales were gradually receding, returning to his normal human appearance. He turned back and asked, “When do you think he will wake up?”

“By normal human standards, any time now,” Zhuang Yu replied, almost stating the obvious. But there was no helping it — in all her years, treating non-humans was a first.

Chu Rong furrowed his brow, suppressing his anxiety, and said, “You’ve worked hard. Go rest for a while.”

Rarely treated so “gently” by her superior, Zhuang Yu hesitated for a moment before nodding in acknowledgment. She then methodically packed up various medicines, turned, and quietly walked out of the sealed and emptied ward.

Once she left, Jian, who had been silent throughout the treatment process, suddenly looked up at Chu Rong standing with a furrowed brow nearby. He said, “Last time Qiao treated my father, he woke up once that same night, though he was only awake briefly.”

Chu Rong, who had been about to leave, halted at Jian’s words. He glanced at him and decisively pulled over a chair, sitting beside the hospital bed.

Time became agonizingly slow. Though there were three people in the ward, it felt as quiet as if no one were there at all.

Jian watched Chu Rong, lost in thought with his eyes downcast. His gaze swept over the small communicator Chu Rong was carefully holding, recalling his concerns about Qiao Zhiya, who still hadn’t sent any messages. Sighing inwardly, he grabbed his father’s hand and leaned against the bed.

In the deepest part of the night, Jian couldn’t resist the drowsiness and fell asleep beside the bed. Chu Rong, who had been silently tapping the communicator, suddenly stopped. He looked towards the hospital bed.

The Imperial High Advisor, just awakened, first looked confused for two seconds, then quickly turned his head towards Jian, who was sleeping beside the bed. Seeing him peacefully asleep, his visibly tense expression relaxed. He gently stroked Jian’s hair with his hand, his gaze tender.

“Imperial High Advisor,” Chu Rong spoke, breaking the silence in the room.

Only then did the Imperial High Advisor notice him standing nearby. He glanced at him, surveyed the ward, and probably guessed what had happened. He gestured for Chu Rong not to speak, then sat up, moved Jian onto the bed to lie down properly, and took the lead in walking towards the ward’s exit.

Chu Rong glanced at the still-sleeping Jian, then got up and followed.

The two stopped in the empty corridor. The Imperial High Advisor turned and asked, “Where is this?”

“The Chu family flagship,” Chu Rong replied, then asked, “Where is Qiao?”

The Imperial High Advisor furrowed his brow, closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then looked around and said, “I need a larger enclosed room.”

Chu Rong directly opened the door to the opposite ward — this entire area had been emptied in advance to protect the Imperial High Advisor’s secrets. The spacious room was devoid of anything.

The Imperial High Advisor paused, then walked towards the opposite ward.

Fifteen minutes later, the Imperial High Advisor emerged from the ward, his face slightly pale, faint scales reappearing on his wrist. He looked at Chu Rong waiting outside and coughed softly before saying, “Qiao is in a place filled with the same elemental power as himself. I’m sorry, this is as much as I can sense.”

Chu Rong straightened abruptly upon hearing this, hastily thanked him, then turned and strode away. As he walked, he took out his communicator, contacting the control room and ordering, “Change course, head towards the asteroid belt! Quickly!”

It seems there was progress.

Watching Chu Rong hurriedly leave, the Imperial High Advisor pressed his forehead and pushed open his ward’s door, meeting the worried gaze of Jian directly. He paused, smiled, and reached out to Jian, saying warmly, “Soon, Dad will take you home.”

Jian’s eyes reddened. He rushed into his arms, his facade of strength crumbling as he tightened his grip and sobbed softly.

A place filled with the same elemental power as Qiao Zhiya… Elemental power, that means magic.

Chu Rong stood in the command room, digesting the information from the Imperial High Advisor. His emotions churned as his gaze fixed firmly on the star map representing the asteroid belt, filled with both excitement and frustration.

He had overlooked it — Qiao needed jade to replenish his power. So, Qiao’s relatives should be in the same situation. Having recently arrived here, they likely had little jade reserves. Before they left, they would certainly seek a place to replenish their power, and within the entire Blue Galaxy, the only places with magical fluctuations were the primitive planets within the asteroid belt!

Damn it!

He clenched his fists, unable to hold back as he urged, “Increase speed! Open a special channel and move closer!”

Fan Xiangnan and the others understood that he must have received information about Qiao. Excitement surged within them, and without needing his orders, they steadily increased the speed of the flagship.

Hearing the news, Chu Huai and Chu Yan hurried over, still dressed in their pajamas due to their urgency. But now, no one paid attention to their attire – everyone’s focus was on finding Qiao Zhiya.

The flagship, which had only recently returned to the Federation, once again flew towards the border.