Chapter 135: Breaking the Shackles of the Bloodline
The lightning punishnt rolled on, as if it would descend on them at the next mont.
“Alright, stop talking nonsense. If you have a way, then seize the ti to save her!”
After Bai Xueling finished speaking, she held her sword and walked out.
“Before she wakes up, I won’t let the lightning punishnt fall.”
Su Xing smiled faintly.
The beautiful Master was still the sa. As usual, she was ruthless and did not say much.
Initially, to be on the safe side, Bai Xueling had asked everyone to temporarily leave the Sunset Peak. However, this ti, they all chose to stay.
Su Yan’er and the others who were left behind looked over in confusion.
“What kind of look is that? I can really save Junior Sister Mo Yuanqing!”
“Yes, yes. I believe whatever brother Su Xing says.”
“I also believe in Senior Brother!”
Seeing that Shen Yaoling and Xue Jian had expressed their stance, Su Xing then turned her gaze towards Su Yan’er.
Su Yan’er did not hesitate at all and nodded lightly.
Wasn’t it just saving soone? Was it that difficult?
Su Xing shook his head and sat down beside the bed.
As if he had thought of sothing, Su Xing said, “Why don’t you guys go out first, I’ll…”
“We won’t hinder you. We won’t make a sound if you do your thing!”
All the won had resolute expressions on their faces.
Uh… Alright then!
Although they said that they were at ease, they did not even blink their eyes, making them look as if they had done sothing wrong.
There was nothing they could do. It seed that they might have to reveal so of their tricks.
Su Xing’s expression returned to its calm state.
Actually, the thod Su Xing had thought of was very simple.
The person responsible for solving the problem still had to be the one to solve it.
The source of the problem was the person responsible for solving it.
Bloodline power? That’s right, it was the bloodline power!
Mo Yuanqing’s abnormality was caused by the bloodline power. To put it bluntly, the bloodline power was a kind of power that was passed down through the bloodline to the next generation.
The bloodline power was the capital of a cultivator’s fortune, and it would also beco a shackle that bound a cultivator in the future.
And the Human Emperor bloodline in Mo Yuanqing’s body was simply the bloodline left behind by a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth Transformation Realm.
At this point, the solution was self-evident.
The reason why Mo Yuanqing was still unconscious was that the power of the fusion of many spirit herbs had stimulated the vitality of her bloodline. However, this transformation was slow, so slow that she might not be able to last until the transformation was complete before she was struck by lightning and turned into ashes.
Therefore, what Su Xing wanted to do was to break the bloodline shackles in her body.
With this thought in mind, he no longer hesitated.
Su Xing drew a sword-like finger on her wrist, and a stream of pale golden blood gushed out.
As the golden blood dripped into Mo Yuanqing’s mouth, her face gradually turned red.
However, this scene seed a little strange in the eyes of the ladies.
Self-harm? No way!
“Brother Su Xing, what are you doing?”
“Senior Brother Su Xing?”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine!”
Seeing everyone’s worried reaction, Su Xing showed his flawless wrist nonchalantly.
“Right? I said I’m fine, so I’m fine.”
From the mont Su Xing had broken through to the Human Immortal Realm, his body was no longer that of a mortal, but that of an immortal.
In terms of strength and vitality, he was much stronger than when he was a mortal.
An ordinary wound would only recover in a short while.
“This amount should be enough, right?”
Su Xing thought to himself and seed to be uncertain.
The Human Emperor bloodline was only at the peak of ninth level transformation while his was the blood of a Human Immortal. The difference between the two was not sothing that could be quantified.
If the transformation was successful, the bloodline in Mo Yuanqing’s body would be transford from the Human Emperor bloodline to the Human Immortal bloodline.
There would no longer be the shackles of the mortal bloodline.
After doing all this, Su Xing injected a stream of immortal power into Mo Yuanqing’s body.
As the golden light entered her body, the wooden house suddenly rose up without any wind.
Mo Yuanqing’s body was surrounded by a layer of golden light. The Human Immortal bloodline in her body gradually devoured the Human Emperor bloodline and finally entered Mo Yuanqing’s heart.
Dub! Dub! Dub!
Waves of powerful heartbeats suddenly sounded.
“Junior Sister Yan’er!”
Su Yan’er walked up with a strange expression. She listened to Su Xing’s instructions and walked out.
After a few breaths, she brought a few sets of clothes.
“Senior Brother, you can go out first. I’ll take care of the rest!”
“Okay, Senior Brother will be waiting outside. If anything happens, you can call out to !”
Su Xing did not stop. Instead, he tactfully turned around and left the room.
Outside the room.
Bai Xueling stood with her sword in her hand. She cast an inquiring gaze at Su Xing.
“Junior Sister Mo Yuanqing is fine now. Master, please keep your heart in your heart.”.
After Shen Yaoling described the scene just now, the beautiful Master slowly withdrew the long sword in her hand.
“See you later. Let’s go and wait outside.”
…
Rumble!
The power of the lightning punishnt grew stronger and stronger.
The Blackheaven Sword Sect was once again enveloped by the black clouds that filled the entire sky. The sky within a radius of hundreds of kiloters darkened.
The strange sky was filled with violent heavenly lightning.
Everyone’s gaze turned to the dark clouds that covered the entire Sunset Peak.
“Holy shit! Last ti, when the ancestor broke out of seclusion, the lightning tribulation he triggered was on par with this one, right?”
“Oh my God! Which immortal ancestor succeeded in the Righteous Path?”
“Is it Junior Martial Uncle Su? That source seems to be Sunset Peak.”
Everyone: “…”
“Junior Martial Brother, although our Blackheaven Sword Sect doesn’t discriminate, I really doubt how your IQ got in!”
“I agree! I agree! Just now, Junior Martial Uncle Su walked over.”
On the Sunset Peak.
Mo Yuanqing, who was wearing a dress, suddenly floated in the air!
She slowly woke up from her coma.
“Oh no!”
Although she had been sleeping, she could sense what was happening in the outside world.
At this mont, the Lightning Tribulation was getting denser and denser, as if it could be triggered at any ti.
This was a heavenly punishnt! The terrifying heavenly punishnt was about to arrive.
At this mont, amidst a few joyful voices, an indifferent voice sounded.
“Junior Sister Qing’er, receive the sword!”
As the sound of that voice faded, a three-foot-long blade directly rushed over.
“Eh?”
Mo Yuanqing held the Mysterious Heaven Sword in her hand, and a powerful feeling surged into her heart.
My Sword Intent and the power of my bloodline had actually transford!
Amidst a clear cry, an invisible Sword Intent shot out.
“Junior Sister, hurry up. Senior Brother is still in a hurry to cook.”
Upon hearing the voice, Mo Yuanqing’s gaze shifted.
He saw Su Xing sitting on that familiar reclining chair, surrounded by the beautiful master and the others.
Bai Xueling, who was at the side, scolded him in a bad mood.
“Little Xing Xing, you’re sitting and you want to stand? Isn’t that too much?”
“Oh! I spent too much effort to save people just now. I’m a little dizzy now, but I’d better let Master sit!”
“Master, please!”
As he spoke, Su Xing staggered to his feet.
Bai Xueling: “…”
Since you’ve already said that, how can I bear to burden you? If I really sit down, doesn’t that an that I’m unreasonable!
What a good move, retreating in order to advance.
Bai Xueling’s expression froze when she heard that. Then, she pushed him back onto the recliner.
When Mo Yuanqing saw this scene, she could not help but have a frown across her face.
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