Chapter 107 Ignite My Heart's Blood, Forge the Divine Light that Purifies the World!
Within this space, the concept of time has long become blurred.
Su Wanqing had no idea how many days and nights she had been sitting there in silence.
The medicinal herb field beside her, with its hundreds of rare and precious herbs that were extinct elsewhere, was now dull and devoid of spiritual energy, as if all of its vitality had been squeezed out.
Her mother's handwritten notes were scattered all over the floor, and the delicate handwriting on the yellowed pages began to appear double in her eyes.
The sacred spring is no longer a clear spring.
The spring water was scalding hot, as black as ink, and contained countless failed medicinal solutions churning and colliding, emanating an ominous aura.
Su Wanqing sat cross-legged by the spring.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were cracked and bloodless, and only the wounds on the tip of her tongue, which had been repeatedly bitten, oozed a slightly sweet, metallic taste, forcibly stimulating her nerves on the verge of collapse.
Her soul was immersed in a chaotic world composed of countless poisonous incantations.
The "panic curse" of New York, the "petrification curse" of Paris, the "devil's vine" of the Amazon...
Countless pieces of information collided, tore apart, and reassembled in her mind.
The clues to breaking through each obstacle were found in the mother's notes.
But what she needs to do is not to solve problems one by one.
Yan Qihuang's "Great Disaster Array" spread across the globe. By the time she delivered hundreds and thousands of antidotes, the world had already been reduced to ashes.
What she was looking for was a master key that could open all locks.
It is the only constant in this complex and hopeless equation that can solve the problem.
One “one”.
One that can fundamentally dismantle all the energy of the "Catastrophe Array".
Above the spiritual spring, ferocious phantoms of poisonous insects and eerie rune arrays appeared and disappeared unpredictably; these were the materializations of the energy of Gu poison and incantations.
Every time herbs are added, every time a fusion is simulated, it is a frantic drain on her mind and spiritual energy.
She drained all the spiritual energy from the space, and even the petals of the towering crabapple tree lost their color and drifted down.
fail.
It was another failure.
Some of the potions she concocted could counteract the Gu poison, but they were contaminated by curses.
Some can break the curse, but are dissolved by the deadly poison.
My body had already reached its limit, and waves of piercing pain washed over my soul, causing my vision to darken intermittently.
She nearly fell into the churning poisonous spring several times.
But the thought of Lu Zhanting waiting for her outside, and that the man had placed all the hopes of the world on her, made her bite her tongue again.
The pain instantly brought her to her senses.
What exactly went wrong?
The Black Serpent Cult's power stems from plundering life, creating death, and feeding on the fear and despair of all living beings.
Her space, her mother's legacy, and the Bai family's "spiritual bloodline" are essentially about protecting life and creating vitality.
The two are fundamentally opposed.
etc……
opposition?
A thunderbolt struck Su Wanqing's mind.
Her previous approach had always been "confrontation".
To counteract a toxicity with a medicinal property.
To counteract one force with another.
This is the instinct of a doctor to "diagnose and treat according to syndrome differentiation and prescribe the right medicine for the right symptoms".
But she is not facing a patient now.
It is a massive life-plundering machine built of pure malice that is devouring the world!
What if "confrontation" is wrong?
What if... instead of eliminating darkness, we used light to dispel it?
It's not about neutralizing the poison, but about using the purest life energy to awaken the poisoned earth and its creatures, allowing them to resist and purify themselves!
When the sun shines brightly, the ice and snow melt naturally.
The moment this thought appeared, it grew wildly and instantly took over her entire soul.
Su Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes!
What she needs is not some complicated antidote.
What she needs is the purest, most abundant, and most primal source of life!
And this origin of life...
She has it.
It is this space, this spiritual spring, and the protective power flowing in her blood.
Su Wanqing staggered to her feet and walked step by step to the center of the spring.
She did not add any more medicinal herbs.
She closed her eyes, her consciousness extending infinitely, merging with the pulse of the entire space, feeling the lament of every withered plant, and sensing the remaining life force deep within the spiritual spring.
At this moment, she was the goddess of this world.
"In my name, I gather the vitality of heaven and earth, and condense the essence of all things..."
Ancient and obscure syllables escaped from her lips; they were not any language in the world, but rather the voice of the ancient medical classics, imprinted deep within her blood.
As she chanted, the entire space shook violently!
All the withered medicinal herbs in the fields instantly burned away their last essence, transforming into streams of light of various colors, flowing towards Su Wan-qing like rivers flowing into the sea!
The enormous crabapple tree also showered down a rain of light, resolutely merging into this torrent of energy!
All the remaining spiritual energy in the space was instantly drained and frantically converged towards Su Wanqing!
Su Wanqing stretched out her fair fingers and gently traced a line on her wrist.
A wound appeared.
What flowed out was not bright red blood.
Instead, they are drops of "spiritual blood" that are as clear as rubies and exude a strange and sweet fragrance.
She dripped the blood into the bubbling spring at her feet.
"combine!"
With her last bit of strength, she let out a soft shout.
"boom--"
An indescribable roar came not from the outside world, but from the level of the soul.
The entire spiritual spring instantly changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness.
The torrent containing countless energies was swallowed into the deepest part of the spring along with those few drops of spiritual blood.
One second.
Two seconds.
Time seemed to stand still.
The next moment, a soft and holy white beam of light shot up from the center of the spring and pierced through the entire space!
Wherever the beam of light reached, the poison in the spring dissolved, withered trees sprouted new buds, and the gloomy land regained its vitality.
All darkness, filth, and malice in the world are purified under this light.
The beam of light lasted for a full minute before slowly dissipating.
The spring has regained its former clarity, and is even purer than before, with its surface shimmering with colorful light.
In the very center of the spring, a single drop of water floats silently.
It is only the size of a thumb, completely translucent, as if it contains all the colors in the world, yet is so pure that it has no color at all.
It had no amazing energy fluctuations, as quiet as morning dew.
But Su Wanqing knew that this drop of water contained ninety percent of the life essence of the entire space, along with her lifeblood.
This is her greatest masterpiece, created with painstaking effort.
It is the only hope to purify the "Great Array of Natural Disasters".
Su Wanqing named it "Purifying Rain".
She reached out her hand, and the drop of "purifying rain" obediently flew into her palm. She took out a small, warm jade bottle that she had prepared beforehand, and with her last bit of strength, she tremblingly put it inside.
After doing all this, the world before her eyes was finally plunged into complete darkness.
His body went limp and he fell backward.
The expected cold ground did not come.
A firm and warm embrace, carrying the familiar cool scent of pine, caught her steadily.
She struggled to open her eyelids and saw Lu Zhanting's bloodshot face, which was filled with shock and pain.
She has left the space and returned to her study.
Lu Zhanting had been waiting outside the door. He must have sensed the earth-shattering energy fluctuations within the space to rush in without regard for anything else.
"Qingqing!"
Lu Zhanting's voice trembled. He looked at her almost transparent face and felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, twisting it until it bled.
"I'm fine..."
Su Wanqing weakly tugged at the corners of her mouth and shook the jade bottle in her hand.
"I did it."
Lu Zhanting's gaze didn't even fall on the jade bottle; in his eyes and in his world, there was only her.
He scooped her up in his arms and strode toward the bedroom, each step feeling as heavy as if he were walking on a knife's edge.
"You need to rest now." His voice was hoarse, suppressing overwhelming emotions.
Su Wanqing did not resist; she was too tired.
She leaned against his strong chest, listening to his frantic heartbeat, and an unprecedented sense of security washed over her.
He gently placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and then picked up the small jade bottle.
The bottle's surface was warm and smooth; even through the jade walls, he could feel the immense vitality within, enough to revive all things.
This was his wife, who gave her life for it.
They are the only hope for this world.
He leaned down and placed a deeply cherished kiss on Su Wanqing's smooth forehead.
"Go to sleep."
"Leave the rest to me."
Before sinking completely into darkness, Su Wanqing used her last bit of strength to utter a few words.
"One drop... purifies the water source of a city... and is given to the nation..."
Lu Zhanting nodded heavily, his eyes reddening.
He tucked the blanket around Su Wanqing, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.
The moment the door closed, all his tenderness and tenderness vanished, replaced by a deathly stillness like a mountain and the chill of an approaching storm.
He dialed the red hotline.
"Commander, this is Lu Zhanting."
"The antidote has been found."
His voice was calm, yet it carried a murderous intent that sent chills down the spines of those on the other end of the line.
"Now, it's our turn to fight back."
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