The eldest daughter of the Su family, stolen away for 18 years, has returned! She's actually a little Taoist priestess from the countryside who can divine fortunes and capture ghosts.
As ...
"What?" Xie Huaiye had a bad feeling.
Yan Ning pointed to the glass of water that was almost empty: "Just using water to enhance the jade isn't enough, you also need to... um, add something to the water."
"Add ingredients? Add what?" Xie Huaiye asked warily.
Yan Ning stretched out her finger and tapped Xie Huaiye's fingertip: "A drop of blood from your fingertip."
"Blood?!" Xie Huaiye almost jumped up. "Didn't you say that we didn't need to use blood to bind the master?"
"It doesn't require pure blood."
Yan Ning explained, "But we need a catalyst. Water is the medium, and blood is the key. Only when the water and your blood are mixed and applied to the jade can we truly recognize each other as family!"
"That was just a greeting, now it's time to sign the contract!"
Xie Huaiye looked at his perfectly intact fingertips.
Looking at the barely suppressed smile on Yan Ning's face, he felt like crying.
So all that was it? He had just closed his eyes and sincerely introduced himself to the jade for so long.
In other people's eyes, it was just a silly live performance?
He sighed resignedly.
To avoid missing these surprise guests, let's bleed a little!
It's better than having your heart racing every day.
He gritted his teeth, looked at his index finger, and had a tragic expression on his face.
How should I bite? How hard should I bite? Will it hurt a lot?
"Hurry up," Yan Ning urged, suppressing a laugh, "Lingyu is waiting."
Xie Huai made a bold decision and brought his index finger to his lips.
He closed his eyes and grimaced.
He bit down hard on his fingertip—
"Hiss...be gentle, just one drop is enough!" Yan Ning quickly reminded him.
A sharp pain shot through Xie Huaiye, who gasped for breath.
A drop of bright red blood quickly oozed out.