Chapter 196 Nine Spirits Blood Seal, Jiang Lan Hug Me, Her Only Support Now
Along with the blood-red light, it spread along Song Youwei's wrist and into her body, gradually covering her whole body like a faint blood-red cocoon.
Abnormal light red blood marks also began to appear on her face. Under her delicate skin, the blood vessels were particularly clear and obvious, and it seemed that one could see long and thin worms wriggling in them.
Song Youwei frowned even more tightly. She could still feel the pain even in her coma. Her face was full of suffering. Her beautiful hands subconsciously clenched the quilt. Her forehead was covered with sweat, but she showed no sign of waking up.
"The backlash of this Blood Immortal Curse is much more ferocious than I imagined."
"It seems that Xue Wuchen knew that the Blood Forbidden Scripture was in my hands, so he deliberately changed the Blood Immortal Curse?"
Jiang Lan was a little surprised to see this. When he first knew that Song Youwei was going to Dongyuan Prefecture, he specifically told her that if she met the descendants of the Blood Immortal Ancestor, she should keep an eye on the one named Xue Wuchen among them.
He knew very well that this person was the backup plan left by the Blood Immortal Ancestor.
The Blood Immortal Patriarch had long anticipated that he would encounter a catastrophe that might lead to his death, so he abandoned his physical body from his previous life and rebuilt his fate-defying body. He also left a wisp of his soul among his descendants, trying to shape his Holy Spirit Embryo.
And his soul is in Xue Wuchen's body.
According to Jiang Lan's understanding, Xue Wuchen is a collateral descendant of the Xue family. His mother is a princess of a county king. His father once fought for the blood food raised by the family, which offended the family rules. As a result, his cultivation was abolished and he had to take care of the blood food raised by the family.
Xue Wuchen was not welcomed since the day he was born. When he was young, he was injured in the Dantian because of a quarrel with his peers. As a result, on the day of the awakening of the clan, he was unable to condense the blood seal and practice the family's skills, and was ridiculed by the clan members...
In short, in Jiang Lan's opinion, his early experiences showed that he was a complete loser with bad luck. It was not until he accidentally broke into the family's ancestral temple a few years ago and revived the ancestral statues therein that he gradually embarked on the road to counterattack.
What he could be sure of now was that the original Xue Wuchen was no longer there, having been possessed by the Blood Immortal Ancestor.
The Blood Immortal Ancestor also practiced the Blood Forbidden Scripture and was by no means comparable to the mediocre people in the Blood Immortal Sect today. Song Youwei could hide it from the elders of the Blood Immortal Sect, but she might not be able to hide it from the Blood Immortal Ancestor.
"Song Youwei is just a bait for him to find me hiding behind her..."
Jiang Lan had basically guessed Xue Wuchen's intention.
When the Blood-Clothed Young Master showed up in Anqiu City that day, he guessed that Xue Wuchen had already set his sights on Ling Zhuyun.
After all, if he wanted to create the Holy Spirit Embryo, he would need the essence and blood of the three races with special physiques: humans, demons, and monsters. It just so happened that Ling Zhuyun himself had a Lingxu Holy Body.
Buzz!!! On the bed, an illusory blood-red shadow suddenly appeared in the air and transformed into a ferocious nine-headed evil insect.
Its nine heads were all ferocious and vicious, and its mung bean-sized eyes were full of coldness and creepiness. It looked like it was ready to pounce on Jiang Lan at any time, and was very violent.
"Nine Spirit Blood Seal, are you planning to use this seal to confirm my identity and find me when I rescue Song Youwei?"
Jiang Lan laughed and didn't care. On the contrary, Xue Wuchen's move gave him an opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
He did not take any action to wipe out the illusory blood-colored shadow. Instead, he waved his hand casually, and the phantom of a blood river emerged. In the middle, blood waves were surging, and corpses could be seen floating up and down in the rolling waves. It was a horrifying scene.
The nine-headed evil insect sensed an aura that was almost of the same origin, and a hint of human-like doubt appeared in its mung bean-sized eyes.
The nine heads looked at each other, seemingly confused, but the next moment, they quickly realized that something was wrong.
Although the auras came from the same source, their essences were different. Just as they were about to pounce on Jiang Lan, a wave suddenly rolled over and turned into a bloody giant hand, instantly grabbing their illusory bodies and dragging them into the blood river.
No matter how violently they struggled, it was useless and they were sealed inside.
The Nine Spirit Blood Seal itself has no entity, but is in a semi-illusory state. It is immune to attacks from all aspects of supernatural powers and souls. Even those in the Eighth Realm will be hit when they are caught off guard.
Xue Wuchen left this backup plan on Song Youwei because he wanted to take the opportunity to plot against Jiang Lan.
But he obviously underestimated Jiang Lan's mastery of the Blood Forbidden Code. After all, in his opinion, Jiang Lan had only known the Blood Forbidden Code for a year or two at most, so how could he compare to him, an old monster who had been immersed in it for thousands of years.
If one wants to condense the Nine Spirits Holy Seal with nine heads, one must at least comprehend the ninth level of the Blood Forbidden Codex.
Other than that, there is almost no solution.
But on the day Jiang Lan obtained the Blood Forbidden Code, he completely comprehended and mastered it with the help of the Fruit of Luck. Even the Blood Immortal Ancestor might not understand the Blood Forbidden Code as deeply and thoroughly as he did.
After the Nine Spirit Holy Seal dissipated, Song Youwei on the bed looked much more relaxed and natural, unlike before, with her brows furrowed and full of pain.
Jiang Lan realized that she was about to wake up. After thinking for a moment, he took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and nose.
Accompanied by a moan, Song Youwei's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes slowly opened. She seemed to have not yet come to her senses about what had happened. Her eyes were a little confused and bewildered, and there was also some subconscious pain.
Although the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse was lifted, the pain in her limbs had not yet dissipated, and she was in a state of exhaustion and paralysis.
Soon, she saw Jiang Lan sitting beside the bed. When she saw his actions, a look of relief appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry I've caused you trouble..."
Song Youwei's lips moved slightly, they were pale due to blood loss, not as smooth and beautiful as before, and her voice was weak.
Jiang Lan still held one of her wrists, sending gentle internal energy to her to warm her limbs.
"I don't want to hear you say that."
Seeing that Song Youwei seemed to want to sit up, he reached out to support her.
Song Youwei leaned against the head of the bed and whispered, "I thought I might really die this time..."
"How can I let you die while I'm here? You know I can't bear to do that." Jiang Lan had a faint smile on his face and reached out to help her tuck the black hair hanging from her temples behind her ears.
"You're always like this, saying things that will please women, it's really too much..."
Song Youwei turned her head to look at him, and added in a low voice, "I know you can't say such things..."
"But what I said was indeed the truth." Jiang Lan said seriously.
"Jiang Lan..."
Song Youwei's beautiful eyes suddenly became misty and watery.
"I'm here..." Jiang Lan responded gently.
"I suddenly feel a little cold, hug me..." Song Youwei looked at him, with an unconcealable stubbornness and fragility on her face.
Jiang Lan did as he was told and held her gently in his arms.
Song Youwei closed her eyes and pressed her face close to his chest, as if she wanted to feel his breath and find warmth, tranquility, and peace of mind.
Neither of them spoke for a while.
Jiang Lan knew that she was at the most vulnerable time in her life. A serious illness or a separation from loved ones could often touch the most vulnerable corner of a person's heart.
This time, Song Youwei not only suffered the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse, causing her to be in excruciating pain, but she also almost had a close call with death. If I hadn't arrived, she would have only been able to hold on for a few more days before she would have died.
It was indeed an unforgettable experience for her.
As for the period of coma, did she recall the many happy times she had with her family as a child, or did she remember that she still had a great vengeance to avenge, or that her sister who was still alive had not been rescued...
That feeling of helplessness, powerlessness and despair.
Then only she herself knows.
In a sense, Jiang Lan has indeed become her only support now.
Later, with Jiang Lan by her side, Song Youwei calmed down a bit, and took the initiative to talk about her past. Her parents were from a scholarly family, and she had a younger sister. They had a very good relationship since childhood. Her younger sister was lively and cute, and had no interest in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting...
She had never told Jiang Lan about these things before, and during this process, Jiang Lan acted as a qualified listener.
This talk lasted from the hour of You to the hour of Hai. The moonlight outside had not even passed the fourth eaves before Song Youwei seemed to feel a little tired. Finally, she fell asleep in his arms while talking.
During this time, Jiang Lan did not ask her what happened when she went to Dongyuan Prefecture, intending to wait until she felt better before talking about it.
The next day, when it was bright, Song Youwei woke up at 9:00 p.m.
Her complexion looked much better than yesterday. After all, she was a cultivator in the sixth realm and her recovery ability was not bad. It was just that the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse this time was indeed more ferocious than ever before.
She tried, but her limbs were still very weak. She needed to rest for a while if she wanted to walk.
Moreover, she did not expect that Jiang Lan would let her sleep in his arms all night without moving.
Jiang Lan explained to her that she was sleeping soundly and was worried that if she moved, she would wake her up.
Although Song Youwei is known as the witch of the Blood Fairy Cult and her behavior is both good and evil, she is essentially not much different from other young girls.
She was completely overwhelmed by his almost straightforward words. She felt weak to begin with, and now she felt even weaker.
Jiang Lan then wrote a prescription, prepared some medicated food, and asked the sallow-faced maid outside to go and get the medicine.
He had a lot of holy objects for healing, but Song Youwei was obviously too weak to be nourished in her current condition, so he could only recuperate slowly.
Song Youwei had already witnessed Jiang Lan's extraordinary powers and omnipotence, but it was the first time she knew that he could diagnose illnesses and write medicated diet books, and she was very surprised.
Jiang Lan felt that this was all thanks to the original protagonist Lin Fan. Without his knowledge and experience, he would not have been able to achieve this.
No wonder the son of luck knows a little about medicine, alchemy, pharmacology, refining techniques and formations. With these skills, he will not be afraid of not having luck in love.
Soon, all the required medicinal materials were purchased. While Jiang Lan was personally preparing the medicinal food for Song Youwei, she stood up with the help of her maid and planned to take a bath.
"Ah Qiu, I don't smell, do I?"
Song Youwei pulled up her collar, lowered her head and sniffed. She had been unconscious in bed for several days and drank a lot of medicine. She felt that she was now full of the smell of medicine and sweat.
I stayed in Jiang Lan's arms all night last night, and I don't know if he disliked it or not...
"Miss, you always smell good, how come there is a smell..."
The sallow-faced woman named Aqiu was also confused by this and felt that Song Youwei suddenly cared a lot about this.
"That's good."
Hearing this answer, Song Youwei smiled and seemed very happy.
An hour later, Song Youwei took a bath and changed into a white gauze dress with a water blue soft gauze tied around her waist in a pattern like a crabapple. Her black hair was still damp and casually draped.
Mats had been laid out under the leafy pear tree in the courtyard.
She sat down casually with her legs crossed. Her skirt made her legs look longer and rounder. Her skin was as white as snow with a sheen.
The feet are crystal clear, the arches are slender and white, and playfully dyed with nail polish.
Song Youwei supported her chin and waited here, but she never expected that one day Jiang Lan would personally prepare medicinal food for her.
It feels very strange and a bit dreamy to think about it. He has been living a life of luxury since he was young, and now he is the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect, famous throughout the world. There are countless women in this world who want to cook for him, or even offer themselves to him.
Come to think of it, she seemed quite lucky. Perhaps she was the first woman to be treated like this by him...
"This injury seems to be quite worthwhile..." Song Youwei smiled.
"What's a good deal?"
Jiang Lan walked over while wiping his hands. Aqiu and You'er followed behind him, carrying the prepared medicinal food.
"I am really flattered that Saint Son Jiang Lan prepared medicinal food for me." Song Youwei's face was full of smiles, and she seemed very satisfied and happy.
"Just this once, don't think about it again."
Jiang Lan glanced at her changed clothes and asked, "The one you wore when you left the capital?"
Song Youwei was a little surprised. How long had passed? He still remembered it? He must have a photographic memory. "I didn't expect you to remember it..."
Jiang Lan smiled and said, "After you left, I missed you every day. Your voice, smile, makeup and appearance are all still vivid in my mind."
Although Song Youwei was happy in her heart, she glared at him and said, "You're so annoying. You're making me feel like I'm dead..."
Jiang Lan sat down opposite her.
Although Song Youwei had lost her appetite, she still felt salivating when she saw the medicinal food on the table.
She tasted it and found it tasted really good. After eating it, her body felt warm and she had a lot of strength.
She gave sincere praise for Jiang Lan's craftsmanship.
During this period, she also took the opportunity to tell what happened after she went to Dongyuan Prefecture.
The top leaders of the Blood Immortal Sect somehow learned that the descendants of the Blood Immortal ancestor were still alive, so they brought many masters to Dongyuan Prefecture, where they found the Blood Family where the Blood Immortal ancestor once lived.
The Xue family is an extremely ancient family. Its history in Dongyuan Prefecture can be traced back more than ten thousand years ago. Today, the Xue family is still a behemoth with a very deep foundation.
However, the Blood Immortal Patriarch once rebelled against the Blood Family for some reason, and his lineage was completely eliminated.
The Blood Immortal Cult naturally would not easily inform the Blood Family of this matter, but would investigate it secretly.
Song Youwei has a special identity and status, and she is also responsible for leading a group of people to various places in Dongyuan Prefecture to gather information.
During this process, a person suddenly contacted the top leaders of the Blood Immortal Sect. That person was Xue Wuchen, whom Jiang Lan had reminded her about before.
This person is a member of the Blood Family's side branch. He mistakenly entered the Blood Family's ancestral temple many years ago, where he caused the statue of the Blood Immortal Ancestor to move strangely. He then told the Blood Family members that he had learned from the remnant of the ancestor who was still alive that he knew that the ancestor had not completely perished and still had a trace of soul left.
It is just floating in the endless void and needs the descendants of the Blood Family to establish a coordinate connection and help bring it back.
This news alarmed the Blood Family, and many ancestors showed up to personally verify the truth.
And Xue Wuchen did not know how to make the ancestral temple move strangely, echoing what he said, making the Xue family believe it without a doubt and prepare to bring in the ancestor...
After the people of the Blood Immortal Sect arrived in Dongyuan Prefecture, Xue Wuchen found them again, revealed his identity as the descendant of the Blood Immortal Ancestor, and manipulated the Blood Immortal Curse on the spot, causing everyone in the Blood Immortal Sect to suffer so much that they believed his identity.
During this process, Song Youwei always kept Jiang Lan's words in mind, secretly staring at Xue Wuchen and paying attention to his actions.
But she didn't expect that the day before she left Dongyuanzhou, Xue Wuchen suddenly found her and asked her with a smile who was the heir of the Blood Fairy Sect in Zhongtianzhou and where he was. Song Youwei naturally did not reveal Jiang Lan's whereabouts, and said frankly that she didn't know. Xue Wuchen smiled slightly and didn't say much, but when he left, he suddenly slapped her in the air.
In a hurry, Song Youwei resisted, but nothing unusual happened at that time, and Xue Wuchen did not take any other action.
She thought that it was Xue Wuchen who was testing her cultivation strength, so she didn't think much about it. However, on the way back to Zhongtianzhou, she felt unwell. The Blood Immortal Curse started to kick in, causing severe pain in her meridians. She had no choice but to secretly contact her confidant to come and help...
Later, Jiang Lan learned of her summons and rushed over.
"What is the origin of Xue Wuchen? He has a deep understanding of the Blood Immortal Sect. Even the elders who cast the Blood Immortal Curse are under his control. Their life and death are controlled by him..." Song Youwei was very wary of this man and hated him very much.
"The Blood Immortal Curse is divided into two types, the son and the mother. The elders of the Blood Immortal Cult cast the son curse. The mother curse is impossible to be passed down by the Blood Immortal Ancestor."
"Xue Wuchen controls the Mother Curse, so he can easily control the life and death of everyone in the Blood Immortal Sect." Jiang Lan explained to her.
This is a big reason why the Blood Immortal Ancestor left a backup plan.
The Blood Forbidden Code naturally also contains the inheritance of the mother and child curses of the Blood Immortal Curse, but the person who cast the curse in the first place was the Blood Immortal Ancestor. Even though Jiang Lan also knows the mother curse, he cannot control the Blood Immortal Sect like him.
The most crucial point about the mother spell is that it is made with the essence and blood of the caster himself.
If the Blood Fairy Cult could be controlled through the Mother Curse, Jiang Lan would have already secretly taken it under his control and used it for his own purposes.
(End of this chapter)
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