Li Mo stared blankly at her face in the mirror, lost in thought.
That face had black hair and black pupils, with extremely large eyes that were as clear and bright as obsidian and as deep as the endless night sky; a straight nose, lips like fire, and delicate yet three-dimensional features, with a hint of just the right amount of arrogance between the eyebrows.
It was a face without a single flaw. If it weren't for the slight pallor caused by the immense pain he had just endured, even God would be envious.
Li Mo slapped herself hard. "Smack!" The burning pain finally made Li Mo believe that this face really belonged to her.
"It seems I really have transmigrated. I am Qin Mo now, no longer the Li Mo I used to be," Li Mo murmured softly to herself.
A soft knock on the door snapped Qin Mo out of his daze. He turned and opened the door, where four "people" stood.
One of the old men was Uncle Lin, whom Qin Mo had seen earlier. The other three, however, had very strange appearances. They were all tall and beautiful, the same type as Qin Mo, except for their ears—their ears were all pointed… They were all… elves.
If Qin Mo had met the elves when he first arrived in this world, he would definitely have been exposed. But now that he has integrated the memory fragments of this body, he is mentally prepared for this.
"Allen, I'm fine." Qin Mo smiled and said to an elf who looked worried. He stepped forward and naturally gave Allen a firm hug.
Allen's face showed a helpless expression. The elf did not like to have overly intimate behavior with others, even though Qin Mo was the son of his respected teacher.
Qin Mo has always liked to cling to him. Although as he got older, he was no longer interested in his pointed ears, he still liked to hug him, leaving him helpless.
"Your Highness, shall I help you heal your wounds?" asked the green-haired elf, Cyri, who was following behind Allen. He was a green elf and was skilled in support magic, especially healing magic.
Before Qin Mo could answer, she released green light from her hands, enveloping Qin Mo's entire body. Qin Mo felt a cool vitality quickly seep into her body, and the muscles ravaged by the black flames rapidly recovered, with the remaining pain disappearing without a trace.
"Alright, Xirui, I just accidentally messed up my training. You've already healed me, so don't waste your energy anymore."
After his two cousins, Xirui and Ximan, tactfully left, Allen worriedly suggested to Qin Mo, "Your Highness, the Black Flame has flared up earlier than usual this time. Why don't you come with me to sea this time? If we can find the Fountain of Life, it will naturally heal your injuries. If we can't find it, I'm afraid... Your Highness won't be able to wait for my return."
Elf Allen didn't mince words; instead, he bluntly told Qin Mo that she was in the most dangerous situation, and no one knew if she could survive the next one.
When Li Mo first regained consciousness in this world, he felt as if his entire body was being burned by black flames, as if he were in a steel furnace. At the same time, his soul deep in his mind was being torn apart. This pain, which originated from the depths of his soul, made him wonder whether he had arrived in the Hell or the Abyss of Demons.
He felt like he was about to die from the pain, which ignited the ferocity hidden in his bones. He desperately devoured another soul, which had been tormented by the black flames for a long time and was getting weaker and weaker until it was finally devoured by Li Mo's soul.
Feeling that his body was completely under his control again, all the black flames suddenly surged towards Li Mo's chest, quickly filling a mark on his chest.
After waking up, he briefly sorted through the memories he had absorbed and learned that this body had been discovered to be of the Nirvana Flame Body, and had been enduring the torment of being burned by black flames for so many years. A few days ago, the news of the death of Qin Mo's father, Prince Heng of the Great Xia Empire, Qin Lan, arrived, causing him to be heartbroken. Finally, he could not resist the corrosive influence of the black flames and was usurped by Li Mo.
More than a decade ago, after Qin Mo's elf mother, Luna, left without a trace, Qin Lan built a fleet, setting sail to search for Luna while also seeking a sacred object that could resolve his Nirvana Body.
In this world, there are two sacred objects that can neutralize the Nirvana Flame Body. One is the Elven sacred object—the seed of the World Tree. Using the seed of the World Tree, one can transform the rampant black flames into pure Nirvana Flame for one's own use.
A thousand years ago, the Elven Emperor Achilles became the strongest being in history thanks to his perfect Nirvana Body.
Besides the seeds of the World Tree, there is something else that can alleviate the symptoms of the Nirvana Body: the sacred relic of the sea race—the Fountain of Life.
The sea creatures were shrouded in mystery, and had not appeared in the world for nearly a century. Qin Lan repeatedly sent fleets out to sea, only to return disappointed time and again. He exhausted his energy and depleted his savings, yet he couldn't even find a trace of the sea creatures. The sea is merciless, swallowing countless fine young men and adding countless needless souls to the list of the innocent.
In Qin Mo's memory, Allen was about to take Xireshiman to sea again to find the sea creatures and his mother, Luna, but this time the fleet only had three ships. Dayuan Island could no longer afford such a large adventure fleet; the crew's salaries and pensions, as well as the cost of ship repairs and construction, had crippled Dayuan's finances.
"Uncle Lin, Allen, today I was engulfed in black flames, and it seems that a mark within my body has been opened. Perhaps it can relieve the suffering caused by the black flames burning my body." Qin Mo carefully organized her words to avoid letting the two of them see anything amiss, after all, she was no longer the Qin Mo of the past.
"You have a seal inside you? And it's been opened?" Allen became excited. Every Nirvana Body is unique, and no one knows what trump cards they possess.
“That’s right, I was about to give up just now, but all the black flames were suddenly absorbed by this mark? Look at this, what is it?” Qin Mo simply pulled open her collar, revealing the phoenix-shaped mark on her chest.
"Hiss! This is a phoenix, a being like a dragon, but no one in the world has ever seen one in person." Allen replied after looking at it for a while, and he even unconsciously touched it with his hand to make sure that it was not a red swelling or a tattoo or anything done by human hands.
“The phoenix is a divine beast, associated with fire. Perhaps our young master has truly turned his luck around and is finally overjoyed.” Uncle Lin was overjoyed, his wrinkles spreading out like chrysanthemums in full bloom.
But Qin Mo knew that the mark came from one of her best friends, who had given her a pendant with a phoenix design on it.
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