Before the two of them could come to their senses, Old Lady Mu continued, "As for this little great-grandson, the situation is a little more optimistic."
"Although his injuries were quite severe, fortunately, the wood element in his body has been helping to maintain his basic vital signs."
At this moment, Mu Zhenhua, who had been standing silently nearby, suddenly asked, "But, when I checked before, he was already...dead?"
Old Lady Mu said slowly, "At the beginning, he was indeed dead, but fortunately, there is always a way out, and he was finally saved by Mu Lianhua."
"It's a pity that he is still in a state similar to suspended animation. The situation is not optimistic."
"And I have to say, both of them are extremely talented. I am truly amazed!"
Mu Jin tightly held Yan An's cold little hand and asked anxiously, "What should Yan An do now?"
"If her soul were to dissipate like this, I'm afraid even reincarnation wouldn't be possible."
Hearing this, Old Lady Mu quickly comforted her, "Xiao Jin, don't be so anxious and angry. I have another idea."
Hearing this, Mu Jin, who had been feeling hopeless, suddenly had a glimmer of light in her eyes, and hurriedly asked, "Then grandma, please tell me, what is the solution?"
Old Lady Mu replied calmly, "The solution is to use the Soul Gathering Orb's power to gather the wandering souls within this little girl together again."
"Grandma, who gave you this soul-gathering bead?"
Old Lady Mu thought for a moment, her thoughts going back a hundred years. "This Soul Gathering Orb was given to me by a masked man I met in Dongzhou."
Mu Zhenhua frowned and asked, "Why did he suddenly give you this thing?"
"I don't know either. I wanted to ask him, but he left right after he gave it to me, and I couldn't catch up."
"Grandma, how long can this soul-gathering bead condense the soul?"
"Well... at least it will ensure that her soul won't dissipate for the next whole year."
After a brief pause, Old Lady Mu continued, "Fortunately, this little girl's own spiritual power is quite strong."
"If it weren't for this, I'm afraid she wouldn't have made it to me at all."
Mu Jin gently stroked Yan An's cheek, which was as pale as paper, with an expression of sadness that was hard to conceal.
"So...what about a year from now?"
"Is there really no other way?"
Old Lady Mu sighed helplessly, shook her head gently, and said slowly, "A year later... Honestly, I'm helpless at the moment."
"unless……"
Having said this, Old Lady Mu suddenly stopped talking, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Mu Jin hurriedly asked, "Unless what?"
"Unless she can achieve nirvana and be reborn."
"Nirvana rebirth?"
"Yes, this girl is from the Phoenix clan?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes, and she is not only a member of the Phoenix Clan, but also the Empress of the Demon Clan."
"I see. No wonder I sensed a trace of Suzaku's bloodline in her just now."
"I think this little girl must be the heir chosen by Suzaku." Old Lady Mu said thoughtfully, with a glint of wisdom in her eyes.
"Then, if we want her to be reborn into Nirvana and obtain the will of the Suzaku, we only need to take her to the burial place of the demon clan's sacred beast."
"It contains powerful demonic energy and the inheritance of Suzaku, which may be the key to her rebirth."
"As the Queen of the Demon Tribe, it shouldn't be too difficult for her to do this, right?"
Hearing this, Mu Jin said with a worried look on his face: "It was indeed not difficult before, but the demon tribe nowadays...Alas!"
"What's wrong with the demon clan?" After hearing Mu Jin say this, Old Lady Mu couldn't help but ask.
So, Mu Jin told Old Lady Mu in detail about the various difficulties and complex situations that the demon clan was currently facing.
After listening, Old Mrs. Mu remained silent, and just tapped the ground lightly with the cane in her hand, making crisp sounds.
After a long while, Mrs. Mu finally broke the silence and murmured to herself: "This is going to be difficult..."
At this moment, Mu Zhenhua, who had been standing by and listening silently, suddenly interrupted and said, "How about we try to refine a brand new body for her?"
"Use the Soul Nourishing Pill to heal her soul."
When Mrs. Mu heard this, she became furious. She raised the cane in her hand high and hit Mu Zhenhua mercilessly.
There was a dull "bang" sound, and the crutch fell heavily on Mu Zhenhua.
"You're such a clueless idiot!"
"The little girl's soul has dissipated, not her body."
"Even if you can create a hundred bodies, what's the use?"
"Besides, the Soul Nourishing Pill is for injured souls. It's completely useless for a little girl whose soul has dissipated!"
Mu Zhenhua rubbed the place where he had been hit by the crutch in pain and said nothing more.
Old Lady Mu rolled her eyes at him and then asked, "Besides, do you have any body-refining skills?"
"If not, what are you still yelling about here?"
Mu Zhenhua was speechless and his face turned red.
He glared at Old Lady Mu, then flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "You can do whatever you want to me, I don't care!"
Before he finished speaking, he left without looking back, leaving behind only an angry back.
Old Lady Mu looked at Mu Zhenhua's receding figure and said, "Humph, this kid's temperament is really like his father's. He's both so stubborn and has a bad temper that gets irritated at the slightest provocation."
Mu Jin looked at the quarreling mother and son and slowly shook his head. After all, among these three generations, only he had a better temper.
After complaining, Old Lady Mu quickly calmed down and refocused her attention on Yan An, who was unconscious in front of her.
"Forget it, let's not think about those troubles for now. It's more important to quickly find a way to gather the soul of this little girl."
As she spoke, Old Lady Mu slowly raised her right hand and gently reached into her arms to feel around.
After a moment, she took out a bead that was the size of a bird's egg and was completely emerald green.
The bead was round and smooth, emitting a soft green light, as dazzling as the twinkling stars in the night sky.
The moment the bead appeared, a bone-chilling chill suddenly spread and quickly swept through the entire room.
At the same time, there are faint wisps of elegant and refreshing fragrance floating in the air, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Old Mrs. Mu did not dare to waste time, and quickly stretched out her left hand to pinch Yan An's small mouth, and then stuffed the soul-gathering bead into her mouth.
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