Chapter 886: The Child of Destiny

Zu'an, semi-conscious, felt as though his body was tearing apart. It was as if he were in a vast desert under a scorching sun, his entire being parched and on the verge of dying of thirst.

Suddenly, a spring of sweet water seemed to appear before him. He instinctively rushed towards it, wanting to immerse his whole body, drinking greedily.

The Primordial Chaos Scripture, active within him, began to circulate automatically. He felt his body being gently nourished, and the previous pain and discomfort gradually faded away.

Bi Linglong's eyes were red, and tears streamed down her fair face. Yet, she bravely held the man in her arms, enveloping him with her gentleness.

From a distance, Mi Li secretly shook her head. This Zu'an fellow really didn't know how to treat a lady tenderly. After he woke up, he ought to apologize properly to the young lady.

Just then, a murmur suddenly drifted from afar. Bi Linglong instinctively turned her head.

She saw Zhao Ruizhi, who had been lying prostrate on the ground, stir. He struggled to sit up, then raised his head in confusion, looking around. "Where is this...?" he mumbled.

As he spoke, he looked over in their direction.

Bi Linglong was terrified. Although there was no affection between them, nor had they consummated their marriage, she was still the crown prince's consort in name. If he were to witness this scene, even in his foolish state, he would surely understand what was happening.

Just then, a figure flashed past, directly striking his sleeping acupoint. Zhao Ruizhi then softly collapsed back onto the ground.

Bi Linglong checked his body and said in a low voice, "Xu Fu previously absorbed Zhao Hao's sub-soul from his body. His own residual soul might have been useless to Xu Fu, and thus remained largely unharmed. That's why he's gradually regaining consciousness after all this time."

Bi Linglong's body trembled violently. Her heart had nearly leapt into her throat just moments ago. Despite her embarrassment, she whispered, the only comfort being that the other person had not looked back at her. "Will he be able to recover to normal after this?" she asked.

Hearing the unconscious sweetness in her voice, Mi Li's expression became a little uneasy. Nevertheless, she replied, "Don't even think about him recovering completely. Because he was possessed, his three souls and six spirits are naturally incomplete. At most, he'll return to his former foolish state, perhaps even more so. Furthermore, he's severely injured. Without Zhao Hao's sub-soul providing assistance, he might not even survive to leave this secret realm."

Bi Linglong bit her lip, then struggled to pull out a packet of bottles and jars, throwing them over. "Master, could you please help him take these injury medicines?" she asked.

Although she usually didn't pay much attention to the crown prince, she now felt an inexplicable guilt. She felt as if she had done something terribly wrong to him.

Saving him from his severe injuries was the only thing she could do.

Mi Li vaguely guessed her thoughts and nodded, "Alright!"

After speaking, she touched Zhao Ruizhi's chin, then poured all the medicines into his mouth.

Given her nature, she was certainly not one to gently administer medicine. Doing even this much was out of consideration for Zu'an, who was currently being treated.

As she administered the medicine, she asked Bi Linglong, "How do you feel?"

Bi Linglong's face instantly flushed. She wondered why her master was asking such a question. Yet, she instinctively replied through tearful eyes, "It hurts~"

Mi Li: "???"

She took a deep breath, then continued, "I was asking you if you can feel how Zu'an's body is doing now, whether he's getting better."

Bi Linglong: "..."

She wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it immediately.

After a long silence, she softly replied, "His body doesn't seem to be tearing apart anymore."

"That's good, then continue," Mi Li said with a sigh of relief. It seemed the Primordial Chaos Scripture was indeed working.

She picked up Zhao Ruizhi, flew out, and casually dropped him outside the door. She didn't go back inside, instead sitting at the entrance to meditate and regulate her breathing.

However, thinking about what had happened that day, and the old acquaintances she had met along the way, her heart simply couldn't settle down.

Bi Linglong saw her take Zhao Ruizhi away, realizing it was to spare her embarrassment. Her heart filled with gratitude.

However, her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the man's relentless movements. She couldn't help but gently pound his chest. "You truly are a rascal," she murmured.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Bi Linglong was suddenly startled. She felt as if there was a black hole within her body, continuously drawing away her life essence.

She instinctively wanted to push the man away, but then something occurred to her. She ultimately relaxed her grip, instead gently embracing him. She murmured to herself, "Anyway, I don't have many years left to live. As long as I can save you, it's fine."

She thought Mi Li had tricked her, that this healing method likely required one person's life essence to complete another's recovery. However, looking at her snowy white hair, she recalled that her lifespan had been greatly diminished after using forbidden techniques earlier. A few more years or a few less years wouldn't matter. After all, this man had risked his very life to save her.

As he continued to absorb, she felt increasingly weak. Her skin became dull and lifeless, even starting to shrivel, and her consciousness gradually began to blur.

She thought she was surely going to die. However, to her surprise, not long after, she felt a surge of powerful life essence enter her body. Her withered meridians began to be nourished and restored, her body becoming plump again. Her skin glowed with a crystalline luster. Even her previously dry and whitened hair reverted to its original state — no, it was even blacker, shinier, and smoother than before.

"This is..." Bi Linglong was momentarily lost in wonder.

"The cultivation technique he practices is very special, and combined with his unique bloodline, it can even bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones. Back then, Chu... ahem, your lifespan loss is naturally no problem for him." Mi Li didn't know when she had appeared beside Bi Linglong. Clearly, Mi Li was still a bit uneasy and had come to check on the situation.

Bi Linglong, blushing, pulled her clothes to cover herself. Mi Li pretended not to notice, hurrying over to check Zu'an's internal energy. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his condition had indeed stabilized.

Bi Linglong observed from the side, noting Mi Li's complete lack of awkwardness while examining Zu'an's bare body. Her expression became somewhat strange for a moment. This master and disciple pair certainly didn't seem much like master and disciple.

Zu'an felt as though he had a very long dream, filled with countless events. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mi Li looking at him with a half-smile from nearby. Bi Linglong, feeling guilty, averted her gaze but couldn't help stealing glances at him, her eyes holding more tenderness than usual.

Zu'an quickly touched his body, then circulated his vital energy once to check. He couldn't help but leap up excitedly, "Hahaha, I, Zu, am truly blessed and destined! To have survived even this, I must indeed be the Son of Destiny!"

He had used "Key-Come" several times before, and each backlash had caused him immense pain. This time, having performed such a powerful feat, he had already prepared himself to be reduced to ashes, as he had been forced into it at the time.

He hadn't expected to survive.

Not only had he survived, but his condition was even better than at his peak!

If this wasn't the Son of Destiny, then what was?

At this moment, Mi Li's faint voice came from beside him, "Don't get too cocky. Your life was saved thanks to Linglong."

Before, Mi Li had referred to Bi Linglong as "girl" or "lass," but this time she used her given name. After all, with such a sacrifice, Mi Li considered her to be... one of her disciple's wives. As an elder, she had to show some magnanimity.

"Linglong?" Zu'an was startled, wondering how Linglong could have saved him. Just then, he suddenly noticed Bi Linglong's dark hair and exclaimed in surprise, "Your hair has recovered?"

"Mm." Bi Linglong's pretty face flushed crimson, and for a moment, she didn't know how to explain.

Mi Li, unable to watch any longer, interjected, "You brat, are you truly foolish or just pretending? Linglong made such a sacrifice for you, and you're still blabbling on here?"