CHAPTER 1532: CHAPTER 1491: BLOODLINE TRANSPLANT

"Sister... Sister, open your eyes and look at me!"

Exhausted from the heavy use of Spiritual Power, Lu Chuan was nearly drained dry. After fleeing less than a hundred miles, he finally couldn’t hold on and fell heavily from the clouds.

Fortunately, before hitting the ground, Lu Chuan cradled Huo Ling’er in his arms, absorbing most of the impact, preventing Huo Ling’er’s injuries from worsening.

"I... I need a moment to recover."

Seeing that the Corpse Ghost King hadn’t returned, Lu Chuan panted heavily, swallowing several elixir pills and fed a few to Huo Ling’er as well.

The trouble is, Lu Chuan doesn’t have any particularly effective Healing Pills at hand. The Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill has long run out, and even if he wanted to refine more, he doesn’t have enough materials.

Watching Xiao Wu kneeling in front of Huo Ling’er, crying his heart out, Lu Chuan grabbed him by the collar and threw him a hundred meters away.

"Get away, don’t block me!"

Though Lu Chuan’s actions were so rough, Xiao Wu had no complaints, returning to Huo Ling’er’s side with snot and tears on his face.

"Sister, you’ll be fine! Mr. Lu Chuan will save you!"

"Who told you that?"

Lu Chuan stopped what he was doing, turned around, and coldly glanced at Xiao Wu.

"Mr... Mr. Lu Chuan?"

"Medicine isn’t Immortal Technique. If the heart meridian is severed and shattered bones penetrate the heart, how can such fatal wounds be treated? Why don’t you teach me?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu’s pupils shook, filled with regret.

"You mean... sister, she’s!"

"She can’t be saved. Unless an immortal came now, there might be a slim chance of survival, but at least I can’t do it."

If we were outside, perhaps there’s a chance to try something, but in the current situation, there’s no time for Lu Chuan to open the furnace for Alchemy, and even if there were, he lacks the materials.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu despaired.

"How could this happen! Mr. Lu Chuan, you must have a way, right? I beg you, please save my sister!"

"Say your goodbyes to your sister properly. This might be the last chance."

Lu Chuan sighed lightly, then stood up and stepped aside.

The situation is tricky.

If Huo Ling’er dies, no one will be able to withstand the pressure from the Corpse Ghost King head-on, making it even less likely to retrieve Yun Yan’s body.

There was clearly a chance to retreat perfectly!

Lu Chuan knew he shouldn’t have brought such a disaster along. Not only is she no help, but only a burden, and now everything’s come true!

"Alright... stop crying, you are already a man, why are you still whimpering?"

Huo Ling’er slowly regained consciousness, but her breath was extremely weak, akin to a final burst of energy before death.

That blow was too heavy. Huo Ling’er’s internal organs weren’t fully healed, and now they’ve taken such a strike. Holding on till now is not easy.

"Sister, I’m sorry... if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be hurt!"

Regret and remorse filled Xiao Wu’s heart, but there are no regrets for sale in this world. Even if he cried his eyes out, Huo Ling’er’s injuries would not heal.

"Xiao Wu... from now on, the clan is in your hands. Until you grow strong, don’t provoke... the Corpse Ghost King, take the clan and live well."

"There must be a way! There must be a way! Sister, I’ll take you back to see Granny Ma! Granny Ma will have a way to save you!"

"Xiao Wu! Why, at this moment, won’t you listen to your sister!"

Huo Ling’er tightly held Xiao Wu’s hand, weakly saying: "I know my body well. I’m afraid I can’t hold on that long, promise me, don’t let me down, okay?"

Feeling the vitality continuously fading from Huo Ling’er’s body, Xiao Wu was sobbing uncontrollably, only able to nod repeatedly.

"I, I wrote it down, sister..."

"Alright, stop crying. If someone saw, they’d... laugh at you."

Huo Ling’er lifted the corners of her lips as if she had realized her wish. Her outreached hand fell heavily before touching Xiao Wu’s cheek.

"Sister... Sister!"

Xiao Wu bit his lip hard, a streak of red dripping from the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, the physical pain paled in comparison to the emotional sorrow.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan let out a long breath, slowly walked forward, grabbed Xiao Wu’s collar, and lifted him up, calmly saying, "I might have a way to save your sister."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu’s eyes brightened, urgently asking, "Really?"

"That’s right, I’ve temporarily sustained her last breath using the Divine Fire of the Sun. Saving her isn’t impossible, but... it requires a cost."

"As long as I can save my sister, no matter the cost, I can bear it!"

"Even if it means exchanging your life for your sister’s life?"

Lu Chuan sighed softly and explained, "Your bloodline is of ancestral origin, very close to the Immortal Beast Vermilion Bird, with extremely strong healing capability. If we could transplant your bloodline to your sister, perhaps she could take this opportunity to heal herself. But the cost is, you might lose your life, and even if you survive, you’ll be a cripple, unable to retain your current Nascent Soul Realm cultivation. Even so, are you willing?"

"I’m willing! Mr. Lu Chuan, please save my sister!"

Xiao Wu didn’t hesitate for a moment and agreed immediately.

In fact, Lu Chuan’s feelings were also very complicated.

When Lu Chuan learned about this method from the Tower Spirit, he actually didn’t intend to mention it. After all, as an outsider, he had no right to decide life and death for someone else. But in order to retrieve Yun Yan’s body, Lu Chuan had no choice.

People are selfish, and Lu Chuan is no exception.

If he could transplant Xiao Wu’s Vermilion Bird Bloodline to Huo Ling’er, not only would she recover, but there might even be a chance for her to advance further, gaining enough strength to confront, or even defeat the Corpse Ghost King.

Doing so best served Lu Chuan’s interests.

However, if you let Huo Ling’er choose, she probably wouldn’t do this, right?

"I will do my best to keep you alive. Once Huo Ling’er wakes up, you can explain it to her yourself, I can’t be the bad guy here; this is your own decision."

"I understand, Mr. Lu Chuan, please save my sister!"

"...It might hurt a lot next."

"It’s okay, I can endure it!"

Xiao Wu gritted his teeth. With words exchanged thus far, Lu Chuan naturally wouldn’t waste any more time. Every minute and second, Huo Ling’er’s breath grew weaker and weaker. He must act quickly!

"Spit out the Fire Pill."

As Lu Chuan spoke, he took out the Hokuzo Kuniyasutuna, casually opened Huo Ling’er’s abdomen, extracted a Fire Pill, and exchanged it with Xiao Wu.

But this was only the first step.

"I will make you temporarily unconscious and transplant your bloodline into Huo Ling’er. I only have a thirty percent chance of keeping you alive, so there’s still time to regret now."