Question: How can I save An Lin?
The surface of the Dao Seeking Heavenly Book glowed with a yellow light, and it slowly absorbed the blood.
Then, it started to leave An Lin's body, and it started to burn in the void.
Golden characters appeared in the void as the Dao Seeking Heavenly Book burned.
Every single character was extremely compatible with the Dao intent. They fused with heaven and earth, and they resonated with heaven and earth.
Method one: Have a Dao Integration Stage living being use the power of the Divine Dao to cleanse An Lin's body within seven and a half minutes.
Method two: Transplant the Divine Phoenix Bloodline into An Lin's body within seven and a half minutes. Use the True Flame Origin of the bloodline to expel the cold.
Method three: Find a fire-type Divine Paragon Fruit and consume it within seven and a half minutes. There's also a fifty percent chance that the cold will be eliminated.
Xu Xiaolan stared at the three methods. Her eyes shone with the light of the flames, and her body seemed a little frail.
Seven and a half minutes was only seven or eight minutes. Time was of the essence. Once time was up, An Lin's vital energy would be severed.
The third method was the most direct. She glanced at An Lin's storage ring and her own. Neither of them had a fire-type Divine Paragon Fruit. Come to think of it, this kind of Divine Paragon Fruit was a grade higher than immortal fruits. Even Return to Void Stage mighty figures rarely had one.
As for the first method, have a Dao Integration Stage living being use the power of the Divine Dao to cleanse An Lin's body and expel the cold. She couldn't contact her second uncle, nor could she contact the Grand Elder of the sect. The probability of other Dao Integration Stage mighty figures arriving within seven and a half minutes was close to zero.
That left only the second method.
Perfect. She knew this method …
She had obtained Shen Yin's inheritance in the Winter Dragon Tomb. That inheritance contained the method to transplant Dongfang Ming's bloodline into Shen Yin.
Shen Yin was a mighty figure of the Dragon Tribe who possessed the Dragon and Phoenix Bloodlines. She had obtained the Phoenix Bloodline through a bloodline transplant right before Dongfang Ming died.
The two of them definitely did not expect that ten thousand years later, a girl who possessed both the Dragon and Phoenix bloodlines would transfer her Divine Phoenix bloodline to another man.
"It's just that … this method of transplanting my bloodline will cause my Dao Foundation to collapse, and my strength will rapidly flow away. In the end, I'll become a mortal woman who can't cultivate …" Xu Xiaolan smiled as she muttered to herself, and her smile carried a trace of bitterness.
She hugged An Lin and looked at the man covered in frost. There was no hesitation on her face as she began to chant the ancient mantra.
The incantation was like a ballad with a beautiful melody.
Shen Yin had always loved singing, so she had modified Dongfang Ming's Bloodline Transplant Chant so that the Bloodline Transplant could be perfected with the help of music.
This was a solo performance without an audience. Xu Xiaolan's voice was actually very good. It was gentle with the clear and melodious voice of a phoenix, which could warm and soothe people's hearts.
For some reason, she suddenly thought back to the concert that she had performed with An Lin in the mortal world.
That night, she played the guqin, and her white dress fluttered in the wind like an orchid in a deserted valley.
An Lin sang, and she played the music. The two of them worked together seamlessly, as if they were old partners who had rehearsed for a long time.
However, that was actually the first time the two of them had performed together, and it was probably also the last time …
He and I have quite a good rapport … Xu Xiaolan suddenly sighed with emotion.
That night, the stars were dazzling, but the sea of white glow sticks was even more dazzling. She had performed with An Lin on the same stage and received the cheers of tens of thousands of people. At that time, she had actually been nervous, but she didn't show it on her face.
When the curtain fell and they exited the stage, she felt a sense of security because she was holding An Lin's hand.
When will I remember these details? As expected, I've always treasured them … Xu Xiaolan thought to herself.
The song was melodious, and its power surged through the air.
An array formation gradually appeared on the ground, and it emitted a golden light.
Complex golden veined patterns slowly formed, and the image of a phoenix was formed on the ground.
Xu Xiaolan slit her wrist, and what flowed out was not red blood, but golden blood that contained the essence of flames.
An Lin's hand was also slit, but there was no blood.
His body had already been frozen, and it was extremely hard.
Under the guidance of the array formation, Xu Xiaolan's golden blood slowly flowed into An Lin's wound, and the sorrowful cry of a phoenix could be faintly heard. The powerful essence of flames attacked the boundless frost in An Lin's body.
The warm winter sun would eventually melt the ice and snow.
The azure frost energy seemed to have encountered some kind of natural enemy, and it frantically fled through An Lin's body.
However, the golden flame energy was everywhere, and it flowed through his entire body, completely eradicating the azure frost energy.
The golden essence of flames began to merge into his blood, meridians, consciousness, and energy sea …
Gradually, it completely transformed into An Lin's bloodline, and it emitted a faint light.
The warm energy pulled An Lin back from the clutches of the Grim Reaper, and he was no longer cold.
Xu Xiaolan's face was deathly pale, and she gently caressed An Lin's rosy cheeks as a smile appeared on her face.
Her smile was beautiful, but it was also very sad.
She placed the Flame-Sealing Disc on An Lin's body before pulling out a piece of paper and writing down a line of words.
"Take the Flame-Sealing Disc back to the Vermilion Bird Sect, and focus on your cultivation. Don't miss me."
A few drops of tears fell from her eyes. Before she knew it, the woman in the jade dress had already burst into tears.
In the past, she had countless beautiful dreams for her future.
She worked hard for this, and she fought hard for this.
She still had many things that she had yet to do, and she still had many dreams that she had yet to fulfill.
She even dreamed that one day, she would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the man beside her and travel the world.
But now, all of her dreams were gone. Her wings had been snapped …
Due to the forceful transplanting of her bloodline, her Dao foundation would crumble, and her power would continue to leak out. From then on, she would be reduced to a mortal.
The sound of sobbing could be heard within the cave.
"I'm such a fool … We weren't even dao partners, but I gave you my bloodline …
"I'm such a fool, I also wanted to see the scenery of higher and higher places. Why would I sacrifice my own cultivation in order to save you …
"I'm such a fool, what am I doing …
"I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool …
Xu Xiaolan felt like she was going to cry out all of her sorrow, as well as all of her grievances and indignation.
She didn't know when, but her lips had already been imprinted onto An Lin's lips, and her tears had soaked her clothes.
Love surged like the waves of the ocean, and bitterness and hatred were deeply rooted in her heart.
Xu Xiaolan had never been so aware of the emotions in her heart before.
"An Lin, I'm such a fool …
"So …
"Please forget about this foolish woman, I can't face you anymore."
She spoke in a soft voice as she bid her final farewell.
She stood atop her Dragon Sparrow Sword and glanced back at the sleeping face before flying into the sky.
"Our fate has come to an end. From now on … we are strangers."
Her voice faded into the air, and the frail and dejected figure disappeared into the clouds.
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