âBut the ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus is actuallyâ¦â Leng Ruoxue was at a loss. The spirit of the ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus was already born and looked so cute, so she really couldnât do it.
âXueâer, he wonât wake up without the fire lotus pill.â The little silver mink pointed at Freak.
âYouâre right. Freak is more important to me.â Leng Ruoxue steeled her heart.?Little Fire, Iâm sorry. I can only sacrifice you for him.
After making up her mind, Leng Ruoxue left the purple bamboo house to find Little Fire.
âMommy.â Seeing Leng Ruoxue, Little Fire immediately dashed over and threw himself into her arms, acting coquettishly.
âLittle Fire, what are you doing?â Leng Ruoxue asked curiously.
âThey were playing with me, and they even told me a lot about Mommy,â Little Fire said in a childish voice while pointing at Feng Da and the others.
âOh!â Leng Ruoxue responded lightly and looked at Feng Da and the others with some displeasure.
âUh! Miss, weâre going to bed.â Feng Da and the others saw Leng Ruoxueâs unfriendly gaze and quickly escaped in fright.
âMom, do you need Little Fire to concoct a pill?â Little Fire asked, his pure and clear pink eyes looking at Leng Ruoxue without blinking.
âUhâ¦â Leng Ruoxue didnât expect Little Fire to ask this question. For a moment, she didnât know how to answer. She needed Little Fire to concoct the fire lotus pill, and she had already made up her mind. But seeing Little Fireâs simple and cute appearance, she couldnât bear to.?Boohoo⦠What should I do?
âMommy, Little Fire wants to save Daddy. Use Little Fire to concoct the pill!â Little Fire said seriously with tears in his eyes, his beautiful pink eyes full of reluctance.
âLittle Fire!â Leng Ruoxueâs eyes welled up with tears. She didnât expect Little Fire to take the initiative to sacrifice himself. She couldnât be cruel to a cute little fellow like Little Fire even though she didnât care about her hands being covered in blood for the sake of Freak.
The little mink, who was following Leng Ruoxue, was a little touched to hear that Little Fire was willing to sacrifice himself to save him, especially since the little fellow actually called him daddy. He really didnât know how to describe his feelingsâ¦
Am I really going to sacrifice this little thing??He was also hesitant. He admitted that this little fellow calling him daddy softened his usually cold heartâ¦
In fact, thinking about it carefully, even though he couldnât return to his body now, he was at least alive and had not separated from Xueâer. If this little thing was really concocted into the pill, he wouldnât be able to surviveâ¦
âXueâer, why donât⦠we look for another fire lotus?â the little silver mink said with some hesitation. Alas! He should be soft-hearted for once on the account that the little fellow called him daddy!
âMommy, Little Fire is the best fire lotus, so use Little Fire!â Little Fire said. He had already decided that he liked his mommy so much!
âLittle Fire, do you understand what alchemy is?â Leng Ruoxue asked with tears in her beautiful eyes.
âI know! As a heavenly material and earthly treasure, Iâm very clear about my destiny. Iâm very happy that Mommy can concoct me into a pill.â Little Fire raised his fluffy little head, his face full of reluctance.
âLittle Fire, you will die if I concoct you into the pill,â Leng Ruoxue couldnât help reminding.
âI know, but even though Little Fire will die, Daddy can live again!â Little Fire said happily. He wanted to save his father!
âLittle Fire!â Leng Ruoxue was speechless.
âBig Sister!â Qing Jue suddenly appeared in front of them.
âQing Jue, whatâs the matter?â Leng Ruoxue looked up at Ging Jue.
âBig Sister, he doesnât need to die. You only need a drop of his blood to concoct the fire lotus pill,â Qing Jue said. After observing the spirit of the ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus for a long time, he finally confirmed his suspicion.
âReally?â Leng Ruoxue and the little mink looked at Qing Jue together.
âYes, he isnât an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus,â Qing Jue said mysteriously.?Hehe, Big Sister is so lucky. She even obtained something so good.
âThere are actually ordinary ten-thousand-year-old fire lotuses?â Leng Ruoxue felt that she was too ignorant.?Boohooâ¦
âOf course there are. Fire lotuses of ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, and even one million years are all collectively called ten-thousand-year-old fire lotuses,â Qing Jue explained with a smile. Hehe, looking at her expression, he knew that she was conflicted again!
âOh, Little Fire, how old are you?â Leng Ruoxue asked curiously. After knowing that Little Fire didnât need to die, she immediately composed herself.
âItâs been a long time. Little Fire canât remember,â Little Fire said gloomily.
âOh, itâs okay.â Leng Ruoxue caressed Little Fireâs fur.
âLittle Fire, give Mommy a drop of your blood!â Leng Ruoxue continued. She couldnât wait to concoct the fire lotus pill.
âOkay.â Little Fire happily stretched out his little pink paw and handed it to Leng Ruoxue.
Leng Ruoxue took out a special jade bottle, condensed her spiritual power into a needle, and quickly pricked Little Fireâs tender paw. She squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it into the jade bottle.
âAlright, Little Fire. Thank you,â Leng Ruoxue said as she caressed Little Fireâs head.
âHehe, Little Fire is very happy to be able to help Mommy.â Little Fire smiled happily, and his bright and watery pink eyes narrowed into a line.
âQing Jue, Iâll leave Little Fire to you. Big Sister will go concoct the pill.â Leng Ruoxue handed Little Fire to Qing Jue and then walked toward the alchemy room in the purple bamboo house.
âLittle Fire, Iâll bring you to replenish your blood.â With that, Qing Jue disappeared with Little Fire in his arms.
After they left, the little silver mink hopped onto a stone table not far from the purple bamboo house and lay down with his eyes glued to the purple bamboo house.
In the alchemy room of the purple bamboo house, Leng Ruoxue took out the pill formula again and looked at it carefully before concocting the pill. The fire lotus pill was an advanced pill. Although it was her first time concocting it, it wasnât difficult for her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She lit the furnace and waited for it to heat up. Then she put the medicinal herbs she had prepared in advance into the furnace one by one. She waited for all the herbs to dissolve into liquid before she dripped Little Fireâs blood into the furnace. Little Fireâs blood quickly fused with the medicinal liquid. Then it was time to purify and condense the pillâ¦