I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

Jiang Wanyu stopped in her tracks, looking completely bewildered.

The person in front of her seemed very familiar, but she couldn't quite remember who he was or where she had seen him before.

Even if you don't know them, you should still thank them for saving your life, both out of courtesy and reason.

"Thank you. What are you doing here?"

Huang Quan glanced at Jiang Wanyu: "Would you believe me if I said I just happened to be passing by?"

“It is indeed a coincidence.” Jiang Wanyu spoke casually, “However, I may not have time to catch up with you.”

"My injuries are severe."

A look of dejection flashed in Jiang Wanyu's eyes.

"My Qi is blocked, and my years of cultivation have dissipated. I probably won't live for more than a few days. I wanted to try my luck in the outer areas, but I didn't expect to encounter these monsters."

"???"

Young lady, why are you getting more and more backward as you get older?

Have we returned to the 'useless era'?

This is not hard to understand, after all, this period can be said to be the most profound period in her memory.

"I consulted a lot of materials and finally found in a book called 'Sword Granny Popular Science' that my symptoms correspond to the manifestations of the Burning Fire Body."

"It's strange, this kind of physique usually only appears in men, who are born with an unparalleled affinity for all flames in the world."

"It is an extremely rare destiny for a woman to possess this."

"The Vermilion Bird rides the wind."

"If the Day Master is Bing or Ding Fire and the Branch is Metal or Water, then one is riding the wave of power, but I am the rarest exception among them."

“It is inauspicious for the day and hour pillars to be Dingwei, as this is called ‘Vermilion Bird with Broken Leg’.”

"Usually, one cannot break free from this fate by relying on oneself."

"The only known effective method is to use the blood pressure of the Vermilion Bird to control one's destiny."

Huang Quan fell into deep thought.

He didn't explicitly say anything like, "This is your own subconscious mind, wake up!"

Let's set aside the question of how likely the other party is to believe such a statement.

Such a rash move could easily lead to the collapse and ruin of one's mental state.

Without self-awareness, Jiang Wanyu might not be able to protect herself.

Let's just go along with her for now.

Huang Quan raised his hand.

Imagine a drop of Vermilion Bird's blood.

however.

It's broken...

This is completely different from the situation in Liu Xiyao's dream where her wishes could come true instantly.

He doesn't have enough resources to draw upon here.

Is it because such a concept doesn't exist in the other party's 'worldview', or because their mental strength is stronger than Liu Xiyao's?

Huang Quan chose a compromise.

He pretended to pull a dagger from his waist.

He made a deep cut on the pad of his finger.

That cut was incredibly ruthless.

It's one of those situations where you're lucky you arrived early, otherwise, if you were two minutes later...

The wound healed on its own.

Is this what you've been looking for?

Huang Quan handed over a drop of blood from his fingertip.

He couldn't possibly be 'Vermilion Bird', but this isn't the real world either.

It all depends on whether Jiang Wanyu herself is willing to believe it.

Jiang Wanyu looked at the 'Vermilion Bird Blood' before her.

This was incredibly precious to her.

If she can acquire it, her talent will allow her to advance to the next level.

She is extremely talented, but she is still far from being a top genius with the potential to become an emperor.

Moreover, there has been a saying since ancient times about the Vermilion Bird's Nirvana.

The blood of the Vermilion Bird is also very effective in treating injuries.

However, her situation was different.

You could say she's already dead.

Right now, she's just a living dead.

"If only I had met you sooner, I would be in dire need of healing. I am now wounded both inside and out, practically a dead man. Ordinary Vermilion Bird blood has limited medicinal effect."

Jiang Wanyu sighed.

Huang Quan frowned: "A dead person?"

He immediately investigated.

Sure enough, he found a dense aura of death within Jiang Wanyu's body.

There was just too much of that dense, deathly aura.

Absolutely dead beyond any doubt.

"What should we do then?" Huang Quan frowned.

From a perspective of interests, Jiang Wanyu is very powerful, and there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two.

Emotionally speaking, he and Jiang Wanyu got along 'quite well'.

He didn't want Jiang Wanyu to "lose" like that.

"Would the Vermilion Bird's essence blood work?" Huang Quan seemed to have thought of something and quickly asked.

If ordinary blood won't work, then let's use essence blood.

He's a true logical genius.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanyu's face flushed red.

The way the Vermilion Bird's essence blood was obtained is too shameful to talk about.

She answered truthfully, "It works, but the effect is limited."

Huang Quan understood that neither the blood of the Vermilion Bird nor its essence could cure the root cause.

"Or... try it?" Huang Quan frowned.

"I..." Jiang Wanyu blushed.

She had never encountered anything like this before.

But if it's this person in front of me...

...It's not that it's unacceptable.

It's not like it's the first time.

Wait a minute? What do you mean by "anyway, it's not the first time"?

She's completely innocent, okay?

I don't know why this thought came to mind.

"Okay." In the end, Jiang Wanyu nodded silently.

Huang Quan paused for a moment, then put his arm around Jiang Wanyu's waist.

Jiang Wanyu closed her eyes; her eyelashes were very long.

Her heart was racing.

Suddenly, Huang Quan stopped moving.

"Do you have a better way? I can help you," Huang Quan asked.

He still wanted to find a better way.

After all, the essence and blood of the Vermilion Bird only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.

As he spoke, he continued his actions.

Jiang Wanyu's eyes were filled with memories, and a hint of despair.

"No."

"Wouldn't you die if you did that?"

Huang Quan completely stopped what he was doing and placed his palm on Jiang Wanyu's slender waist.

Jiang Wanyu's waist was very slender, so thin that it seemed as if it could be broken with a little force.

"Indeed," Jiang Wanyu said.

"I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Many seemingly effective folk remedies actually have no effect."

Jiang Wanyu's eyes dimmed.

Huang Quan looked at Jiang Wanyu's furrowed brows and asked, "May I take a look at your body?"

"Mmm." Jiang Wanyu responded softly, then added, "I won't be on guard against you, do whatever you want with me."

Huang Quan was speechless.