Su Murong in front of him was breathing weakly and was in a deep coma.

Liu Yuting sat cross-legged behind her, with his palms forming seals. Buddha's light floated, and a golden barrier, like layers of lotus petals, sealed off the entire secret realm.

"No matter who breaks into this world, they must first break my Buddha seal barrier." Liu Yuting said in a low voice, his heart of protecting the law was fervent and firm.

After looking at him with purple eyes, her fingers moved slightly, and a ray of golden light leaped out from her fingertips.

That was the Nine-Turn Fox Heart Golden Pill she refined using the extremely cold earth veins, which could protect the heart and soul of the nine-tailed fox.

As soon as the golden elixir was released, it turned into a soft light and went straight into Su Murong's eyebrows.

"boom!"

A burst of spiritual energy exploded, but was controlled by Su Yao within a millimeter.

Golden light traveled through the meridians, repairing Su Murong's torn and broken soul.

Then, she took out a thin thread wrapped in golden light from the Nine Lotus Jade Bone Ring: it was the golden thread of soul and life that she had refined with her own heart blood.

She raised her hand and waved it, and twenty-six silver needles instantly flew out into the air, vibrating in unison in mid-air, turning into colorful dazzling needles, like dancing spirit snakes, and with a flick of her fingertips, she actually drew a series of spiritual marks.

"Twenty-six needles at the Ghost Gate, rise."

Her figure is as fast as the wind and her fingers are as swift as lightning.

Ci Fengfu, Shenzang, Hunmen, Sanyinjiao...

Each needle was accurately inserted into the specific acupuncture points in Su Murong's body. No blood was drawn when the needle entered the body, but it faintly shook the soul.

Then, she gently swung her right hand, and a wave of force spread out, stripping off Su Murong's clothes. The bloody hole in his heart was exposed, looking horrible and miserable.

Those were nine "heart-piercing" wounds, layered one on top of the other, almost piercing through the entire body, with bones visible but the soul barely remaining.

Su Yao took a look, and a hint of coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth: "'Zhu Xin' is really good."

Su Murong was the first person to try out the deadly weapon he had personally refined.

Liu Yuting stared silently from behind, his eyes complicated. "Anyone stabbed by your dagger would have died instantly... He was stabbed nine times by you, he's really lucky."

Having said that, he knew in his heart that if Su Yao really wanted him dead, Su Murong would not be alive today.

"It's all your own fault." Su Yao said calmly.

She gently wrapped the golden thread of soul and life around his heart, and each strand was like the finest thread of heaven.

Restoration is not only a medical skill, but also a fusion of techniques, spiritual awareness and emotion.

Purple eyes, always cold.

Time passes.

Suddenly, Su Murong opened his eyes.

He looked down and saw that the bloody hole in his chest had been sewn up with golden thread, filled with spiritual energy, and not even a trace of tear remained.

The evildoer smiled with his lips curled up, and said narcissistically: "Su Yao, you still can't bear to see me die."