"Keep the artifacts supplied with Qi or I will kill you myself!" Lind briefly woke up to hear his mother yelling at someone. His draconic vitality and regenerative ability would restore him but death was still possible.
His desperate gamble paid off but left him too weak to simply rely on his natural abilities to safely keep him alive. The other issue was the only person that could make elixirs that worked on him efficiently was himself.
His Mother had them but they were useful to all, not just him. His mind, however, pushed his survival aside.
He had faith in his Mother and the other healers. She had trained many of them after all.
He let his mind wander to that pain he had felt when the Origin Flame touched him. It was like the fire Qi of all 3 elemental sets were inferior even at the half-step Dao level.
Ember had introduced him to the Eternal Flame Dao but that paled in comparison to the Origin Flame itself.
