"How is that possible...... How is that possible!"

Luo Jiutian suddenly became depressed. But thinking back to the scene just now, Zi Ye's body was indeed weak and weak, as if the bones no longer existed. But at that time, he didn't think about this aspect at all, but why did his favorite be wasted in a blink of an eye!

"Ziye...... Ahh

Luo Jiutian was just about to reach out to grab Zi Ye, but saw countless tiny points of light fly out of the mist shrouded in Ling Feichen. Luo Jiutian thought of Ye Yufei's ice sword, and couldn't help but subconsciously withdraw his hand. And that point of light also shrouded Ziye in an instant.

"Don't touch her with your hands again!" Ling Feichen said angrily.

"Senior, I just want to see Ziye's situation!" Luo Jiutian pleaded.

"What, do you have any doubts about my words?" Ling Feichen asked rhetorically.

"Don't dare for nine days!"

Ling Feichen snorted coldly and said, "Although my junior sister is not the leader of my generation, she is a powerhouse in the Vajra Realm after all. Zi Ye is only the sixth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm now, how can he not be seriously injured if he fights with her? Cultivation is the best result, if it is worse, I am afraid that I will not even be able to save my life!"

Hearing Ling Feichen's words, Luo Jiutian's heart felt as if he had been stabbed with a knife. Now, the love of my life is right in front of me. However, that layer of mist completely separated the two, and a feeling of being close to the end of the world made Luo Jiutian almost crazy.

Long Haotian still maintained a little calm at this moment, after all, compared to Luo Jiutian, he was a bystander. He always felt that Ling Feichen's behavior was a little strange, and her words couldn't stand scrutiny.

First of all, Zi Ye was indeed seriously injured, which Long Haotian did not deny. However, was her injury really serious to the point of being completely wasted? If this was the case, Luo Jiutian should have discovered it a long time ago, right? He didn't believe that Luo Jiutian would be sloppy to such a point, that was his favorite!

And now, when Ling Feichen mentioned these four words, Luo Jiutian wanted to find out more, but the girl was shrouded in mist, as if she was deliberately avoiding something.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Long Haotian's mind, and he seemed to remember something.

Seeing that he came to Ling Feichen's face, he asked very respectfully, "Senior Ling, I remember that you said just now that Miss Ziye's cultivation is almost in ruins. Haotian has the courage to ask, is it still possible to save it?"

This can be regarded as waking up Luo Jiutian.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't hear Ling Feichen's words clearly, but he was really concerned about it, and as soon as he heard the words "cultivation is wasted", he completely ignored the other information.

Now, hearing Long Haotian mention these two key words, he instantly felt as if he saw hope. After all, with these two words, it means that Zi Ye's current situation is very dangerous, but there is still the possibility of recovery. But if there are no two words, then I'm afraid that unless it is to recreate the bloodline, Zi Ye's life will be completely ruined.

"Senior Ling, Senior Ling!" Luo Jiutian's body trembled uncontrollably because of excitement, "As long as there is still a slight possibility of rescue, please make it clear! No matter what kind of hardship, even if I want Luo Jiutian to pay the price of my life, I will not hesitate to do it!"

"Nine Days ......"

In the mist, a heartbreaking whisper was heard. Although it was no longer possible to see Zi Ye's face clearly at this time, it could be distinguished from the outline of her body that the girl was hiding her face and crying at the moment.

"The price of life?" Ling Feichen muttered to himself.

"That's right!" Luo Jiutian's eyes flashed with resoluteness, "As long as the seniors make it clear, Luo Jiutian's life will be handed over to the seniors!"

"Heh, what do I want your life for?" Ling Feichen snorted coldly, "There is a way, but you can't do it!"

"Why?" Luo Jiutian was puzzled.

"The injury that Zi Ye suffered is not an ordinary injury to the muscles and bones meridians, but a more serious injury to the bloodline!"

"Wounds of blood?"

Luo Jiutian and Yan Huang Wenyan both showed a look of confusion on their faces. However, Long Haotian's body trembled fiercely. He knew exactly what those four words meant.

A genius like Zi Ye, who had inherited and awakened a powerful bloodline, did not need to cultivate by smelting star seeds. So in other words, the power of the bloodline is to them what the star seed is to ordinary warriors.

For ordinary martial artists, one of the most fatal injuries is the abolition of the star seed.

For example, Cheng Heng, the Cheng family at the beginning, was directly hit by Long Haotian at the Tianxin Acupoint of the Star Phantom Beast, causing the Phantom Beast to die out and the Star Seed to be abandoned. In particular, once the star seed is abolished after the age of thirty, then this warrior will no longer have the possibility of smelting the star seed. For the rest of his life, he will be an ordinary person who cannot cultivate.

The severity of the bloodline injury can be compared to the abolition of the star seed, or even more tragic.

Because if the star seed is abolished, as long as the age of the warrior is not more than thirty, there is theoretically the possibility of smelting the star seed again, but once the bloodline is seriously damaged, no matter what the age is, there is almost no possibility of reversing.

Of course, the reason why we use the word "almost" is because there are no absolutes in everything.

In fact, even if the bloodline is abolished, there is still a possibility of recovery, but that possibility is that it is necessary to let an existence at least above the Saint King Realm pass on his bloodline to the person who was abolished face to face. And once it is inherited, the existence of that Saint King Realm will be destroyed from then on.

It doesn't matter how many people in this world can cultivate to the Saint King realm. Even if there were, it took thousands or even tens of thousands of years of painstaking efforts to refine. How can such a person casually give up his blood to others?

Therefore, this possibility is completely negligible for the current situation.

Of course, judging from Ling Feichen's tone, the current injury to Ziye's bloodline should not have reached the point of irreversibility. If the panacea can be found in time, then there is room for redemption.

"Senior Ling, but I don't know how to save Miss Ziye's bloodline?" Long Haotian said urgently.

Ling Feichen didn't answer immediately, but whispered: "I didn't expect that after you became a retainer, you would have such extensive knowledge and some understanding of the wounds of the bloodline, Luo Jiutian is really much worse than you!"

Long Haotian was excited, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart.

He didn't expect Ling Feichen's scheming to be so deep. Even a sentence can dig several holes for people, and if you are not careful, you will be tricked.

Obviously, Ling Feichen still had doubts about his identity. The reason why I didn't visit my consciousness space before was entirely because of the situation at the time. At the same time, she is proud of her identity and does not want to do such a thing to a younger young person.

That's why she set small traps in such inadvertent places. When she was questioned, it was clear that she had been watching the reactions of the three of them. And when she found out that Luo Jiutian and Yan Huang's reaction to the "Blood Wound" was far less intense than her own, I was afraid that her suspicion of herself would be even deeper.

"Damn!" Long Haotian's nerves were highly tense, "If the Thousand Phoenix Hall was really set up by Long Shitian, and his identity was detected by them, then the situation would be too bad for him!"

(End of chapter)