Chapter 210 Holy Spirit Protection



Princess Pingxi smiled without saying a word, then turned and walked away into the distance.

"Wait, these bloodlines are for you!" Jiang Yuan took out all the Holy Spirit bloodlines he had obtained in the inheritance space.

Seeing Princess Pingxi's doubt, Jiang Yuan said, "Take it, I don't need these things anymore!"

"A gift for me?" Princess Pingxi looked at the dozen or so blood-red figures on the ground and was surprised to find that there were also several seven-wheeled imperial bloodlines on the ground.

Jiang Yuan nodded.

Princess Pingxi did not refuse, nor could she refuse, because the value of these bloodlines was simply too high.

"Leng Yue, don't leave. Her talent will be useful to you!"

Leng Yue wanted to leave, but Jiang Yuan stopped her.

"Let her go! This level of talent is useless to me!" Ning Yanlan was well aware of her physical condition; a primary level of talent would be of little help to her.

"Ning Yanlan, if you die, I will help you kill your enemies!" Leng Yue left without looking back, not even knowing why she was so resolute.

Perhaps, it's just that she doesn't want to be bound by the master-servant contract in Ning Yanlan's hands! Perhaps, it's just a hidden jealousy in her heart!

After being rescued by Jiang Yuan, her mindset changed slightly, and she developed an almost obsessive obsession with him.

Leng Yue left, leaving only the two of them embracing.

The inheritance space remained sealed off, and Ning Yanlan's condition did not allow her to move around, so the two of them could only wait there.

"Jiang Yuan, thank you for letting me experience love in the last moments of my life!" Ning Yanlan said with a smile, recalling the things they had experienced together.

Jiang Yuan remained silent, pondering a plan to save Ning Yanlan's life.

Although the Creation Golden Pill is one of the best healing pills below the ninth rank, it is useless for Ning Yanlan's depleted life force. The same applies to Leng Yue's revival; it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.

"If I had known it would end like this, I would have just slept through the night!"

"recovery!"

Jiang Yuan had a sudden inspiration and hurriedly said, "Wait, I have an idea!"

"Jiang Yuan, stop struggling!" Ning Yanlan said, unable to bear seeing Jiang Yuan's unwillingness to give up.

Often, the more you cling to something, the more you care about it when you lose it. She didn't want Jiang Yuan to bear such an experience.

“Restoration is a basic talent, so it might not have any effect! But what if it's an advanced talent?” Jiang Yuan’s eyes gleamed with hope.

Ning Yanlan shook her head without saying a word, but nestled closer to him in his arms. Perhaps, seeing Jiang Yuan again in her final moments was the greatest blessing life had given her.

"Hand of Death! Talent Fusion!"

Jiang Yuan's body convulsed as the tens of thousands of dead marks he had absorbed were infused into the hand of the Grim Reaper.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, the hand of death spread out in the void, with ten thousand marks of the dead floating in its palm. It was the final moment for countless souls to step into the cycle of reincarnation.

Please select a talent template!

The hand of death seemed to send out its thoughts.

Without a second thought, Jiang Yuan directly put the template he had copied from Elder Tang into ten thousand Dead Marks. What he wanted was revival, but not the basic kind, but the advanced kind.

"Ding, template level is insufficient! Begin refining the primary talent - Resurrection?"

The mark of the dead in the Grim Reaper's hand began to spin, and just as Jiang Yuan was about to melt it, he froze.

"Elementary talent!!"

"How could it be a beginner-level talent!"

Jiang Yuan felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

"Template level is too low, should I refine the primary talent - Resurrection?"

"Template level is too low, should I refine the primary talent - Resurrection?"

He repeated it three times in a row, but Jiang Yuan was completely dazed and lost in thought, unable to think clearly at all.

"Primary Talent - Revival, Refining Begins!"

One hundred marks of the dead disappeared from Death's hand, and a small bead clattered to the ground.

Even after Jiang Yuan picked up the talent ball from the ground, he was still muttering, 'How is this possible!'

"Silly boy, it's okay, you've done your best!" Ning Yanlan rested her head on his shoulder and said affectionately, "Talk to me, I've been under a lot of pressure these past few days, and I have so many things bottled up inside. Can you be my trash can to vent my troubles?"

"Impossible, he must have advanced healing talent!"

Jiang Yuan had no mind to speak at this moment. What he wanted was Ning Yanlan for a lifetime, not just ten days!

Besides the tens of thousands of deadly marks from killing the Black Dust Serpent, he dug out each mark one by one and began searching for advanced healing talents among them!

Even though he knew in his heart that it was all in vain, because none of the people he had killed along the way had advanced talents, let alone advanced healing talents, this was undoubtedly his last lifeline.

One by one, the marks of the dead were removed, but what followed was an ever-growing sense of despair.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Jiang Yuan's voice grew softer and softer until finally, there was complete silence.

Ning Yanlan's heart bled when she saw him like this. It was because she had seen so much life and death that she understood the meaning of life, and it was love built in the face of life and death that was all the more precious.

With a crisp clang, the last mark of the dead fell from Jiang Yuan's pocket.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the last mark of the deceased and comforted her, "Yanlan, don't worry, we'll think of another way!"

"It's alright, I know my situation! My life force is exhausted, and no ninth-tier treasure can compensate for that!" Ning Yanlan shook her head and smiled, "You're still so naive! It's much better for you to comfort me now than to waste your time!"

Jiang Yuan remained silent, but in a fleeting glance, he suddenly spotted the last mark of the deceased.

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