Zhao Funí took a deep look at Su Chen without saying a word, and walked towards Su Chen and Zhao Lingxi.

Zhao Lingxi stood up, holding Su Chen tightly. She was cautious, afraid that when Zhao Funí came near, she might suddenly strike and kill Su Chen.

"No need to be so nervous." Su Chen patted Zhao Lingxi's head and smiled. He could sense if Zhao Funí had murderous intent. At least at this moment, Zhao Funí seemed to have lessened her intention to kill him—perhaps because his mention of the 'Remnant Demon Bloodline' had scared Leng Caiyi and also Zhao Funí.

Very soon.

Zhao Funí arrived in front, face to face.

"Lingxi, are you really decided?" Zhao Funí's emotion inexplicably calmed down as she asked softly.

"Decided." Zhao Lingxi nodded heavily, "Aunt, this is my choice. All these years, because of my strange illness, you've been tired, and I've been tired too. In fact, if it weren't for worrying about you, Aunt, Lingxi would have chosen death, chosen release long ago."

Clearly, Zhao Lingxi was determined to die.

She was already prepared to face death.

"How do you plan to save her?" Zhao Funí looked at Su Chen. Despite being 99.999% skeptical about Su Chen saving Zhao Lingxi, Su Chen's earlier words about the 'Remnant Demon Bloodline' left her with a shred of expectation, a hint of fantasy.

"Lingxi, give me your hand." Su Chen did not answer Zhao Funí but spoke to Zhao Lingxi.

Then, without waiting for Zhao Lingxi to react, Su Chen already held Zhao Lingxi's small hand.

"You!!!" Zhao Funí nearly lost it: "Saving someone like this?"

Zhao Funí nearly wanted to slap Su Chen into pieces.

Is this taking advantage? Or saving someone?

Even taking advantage of his poor niece, facing life and death in her prime years, under the guise of saving someone? This bastard! This damnable bastard a thousand times over!

Zhao Funí's murderous intent was almost uncontrollable.

Yet Zhao Lingxi was dumbfounded, then blushed with shyness, a hint of anger mixed with a bit of surprise.

She felt Su Chen's hand was so warm.

On the side, Shen Yiyao, the onlooking swordsmen, and Leng Caiyi couldn't help but feel an impulse to curse.

They have seen ways to save people, mostly through elixirs, spiritual objects, herbs, etc.

But saving someone by just holding a hand like Su Chen? It's too... too absurd, too bizarre!

"This is how I save people. Now, you can unlock Lingxi's seal." Su Chen said indifferently, staring at Zhao Funí.

This is indeed his way of saving people.

Otherwise?

Zhao Lingxi's Deadly Plague Poison comes from the calamity bloodline, completely integrated with her blood. It's impossible to forcibly separate through surgical methods, nor to find a spiritual medicine that can completely eradicate the Deadly Plague Poison.

Su Chen intended to infuse the Chaotic Current into Zhao Lingxi's blood. Chaotic Current is the highest level of energy existing in the 'Yan' universe. Because the rank is high enough, Chaotic Current can purify the violent, unstable, harmful, deteriorating factors in Deadly Plague Poison, essentially absorbing and removing the toxins in the calamity bloodline, leaving a refreshing, pristine bloodline only beneficial.

To put it simply, Chaotic Current is like a piece of activated charcoal, removing impurities and keeping essence.

Therefore, his way of saving is simple: just hold Zhao Lingxi's hand and infuse the Chaotic Current into her body.

"Aunt. Please help me unlock the seal." Zhao Lingxi spoke. Although she didn't understand what Su Chen was doing, she had made her choice—to trust Su Chen, choosing this path—to follow it through.

Zhao Funí had never felt so suffocated, so angry, so murderous before!!!

Yet she forcibly held back.

Lingxi had never begged her.

Perhaps today, Lingxi would really die, but she hoped that before Lingxi stepped into the destined fate, she could feel her aunt's love, her gentle side.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Funí forcibly suppressed all her violent emotions deep within.

She raised her hand.

Raised both hands.

Her two hands swirled in front of Zhao Lingxi.

Then, hundreds of strands of golden white halo lines rippled up all at once.

Those lines of golden white halo were agile, very slender, then the swirling speed of Zhao Funí's hands increased, like weaving skilled female workers, quickly interweaving these lines of golden white halo.

It was apparent, very difficult, even Zhao Funí, with such terrifying power, showed signs of strain, with fluctuations in her complexion and breath every now and then.

After dozens of breaths.

Zhao Funí's face was pale, greatly consumed, whereas the seal key constructed with lines of golden white halo resembling a tarot card was completed.

"Lingxi..." Upon completing the seal key, Zhao Funí's eyes were full of tears: "Lingxi, can... can we just let it go like this? Is that okay?"

She was in such agony!

"Aunt. Stop hesitating." Zhao Lingxi was incredibly stubborn.

Zhao Funí gritted her teeth fiercely, her eyes blood-red. Her hands trembled as she extremely slowly pushed the seal key into Zhao Lingxi's body.

As the seal key entered Zhao Lingxi's body.

In an instant, Zhao Lingxi felt like being bombarded by a Thunderbolt, her delicate body trembling crazily.

Her complexion turned even paler, revealing an accelerating darkness within the paleness, as though blackness was devouring her.

Not only that, Zhao Lingxi's pair of clear, pure eyes also quickly filled with black Divine Light, as the whites disappeared rapidly.

Zhao Lingxi opened her mouth painfully, screaming, utterly and incomparably piercingly, her voice no longer human, instead, like that of a Demon Beast. Screeching and trembling.

Zhao Funí was already so nervous that she was in shambles. With a flash, she reached Leng Caiyi's side: "Leng Caiyi, save Lingxi, save Lingxi, I beg you, ah ah ah..."

Zhao Funí was totally out of control!!!

"I am powerless now. Once the seal is broken, it's like a dam opened for flooding, with surging floodwaters whose Deadly Plague Poison is too terrifying, far beyond what I can handle. Now, we can only hope he creates an impossible miracle. Otherwise, Lingxi will undoubtedly die." Leng Caiyi sighed, speaking indifferently.

"This damned scoundrel!" Zhao Funí, her blood-red eyes staring fiercely at Su Chen, was venomous to the extreme. If not for a strand of hope, she'd wish to tear Su Chen to pieces right now, even forgetting her promise to Zhao Lingxi not to kill Su Chen.

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