When Qinchuan woke up again, he found himself in an ancient room.
He opened his eyes. His whole body was still in pain, but it was not a problem. His muscles and bones were still incomparably strong, and his self-healing ability was also very terrifying.
But where was this? And who was the person who saved him?
At this time, the door of the room opened, and a woman who looked very young walked out. She was very beautiful, but her face was serious and dignified. This was an incomparably beautiful mature woman.
She wore a purple floor-length dress, and her body was extremely well-developed. She was graceful and had an innate motherly nature. This was an enchanting and dignified woman.
Qinchuan always felt that she had a trace of familiar aura.
Suddenly, Qinchuan was stunned.
Pink Withered Bones!
When Qinchuan and Luo Hua challenged Tian Du Pagoda, they once met a Pink Withered Bones, but at that time, what Qinchuan saw was his mother. In the end, that Pink Withered Bones did not attack Qinchuan and disappeared.
And now, Qinchuan could be sure that the woman in front of him was that Pink Withered Bones from before.
"You recognized me!" The soft voice made people feel very comfortable, gentle, concerned, and a little serious.
"En, thank you!" Qinchuan was really grateful. This time, without this woman's help, he would have really died there.
The Nirvana Realm was really too terrifying.
This woman was actually a Nirvana Realm expert. Where did she come from?
Pink Withered Bones?
"Curious about my identity?" The woman revealed a faint smile. She held a bowl of medicinal soup in her hand and walked to the side of Qinchuan's bed and sat down.
She first placed the bowl of medicine on a small table at the side, then helped Qinchuan sit up and put a thick pillow on his back.
The woman did all this very naturally. Qinchuan had a strange feeling. When he was helped up by the woman, he was almost stuck in the woman's embrace. He only felt very warm, very cozy, as if he was a family member.
Qinchuan laughed: "I'll do it myself, I can do it myself."
"Alright, stop trying to be brave."
The woman said gently. Then, she picked up the bowl and fed Qinchuan the medicinal soup spoonful by spoonful.
This medicinal soup was burning hot, but very quickly, he felt comfortable all over.
"What's your name?" The woman put down the bowl and put Qinchuan down again, letting him lean against the wall.
"My name is Qinchuan. How may I address you?" Qinchuan did not address her rashly. He felt that this woman was a woman with a story.
"Qinchuan, I know you can see my identity. I'm a cultivator of the Pink Withered Bones Art. The Tiandu Pagoda isn't just a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you. Don't you know that you look very much like my child?" The woman said softly, looking at Qinchuan with a gentle gaze.
"What about your child?"
"The Skydemon Sect dug out everything apart from his heart. He only had one breath left. I sealed him in ice," the woman said softly.
Qinchuan could feel the pain and anger in her heart.
"Skydemon Sect? Are they that vicious? "Qinchuan frowned.
"The Skydemon Sect is the second largest faction here. They gather the most powerful and evil demons. They are arrogant and commit all kinds of crimes, but they are powerful. No one can do anything to them. Even the number one North Snow Ice Palace can't do anything to them," the woman said softly.
"Let's not talk about this. You are very outstanding. When I see you, it's like seeing my child. I can't help but save you. Rest well and try to get better soon." The woman gently rubbed Qinchuan's head.
Qinchuan gently held her hand. "I know it's too light to thank you. You saved my life and gave me a new lease on life. I really like you. Can you adopt me as your son?"
The woman trembled and held Qinchuan's hand tightly. "Are you really willing?"
"Yes, I'm very willing." Qinchuan nodded.
"I have another child. Heh heh, that's great, that's great …"
The woman gently hugged Qinchuan and spoke to him. She said a lot and listened to Qinchuan speak a lot …
"Godmother, I want to see Brother." Qinchuan could now move his body.
The woman was slightly dazed as she looked at Qinchuan in puzzlement.
"Take me to see him!" Qinchuan gave the woman an encouraging look.
Qinchuan was truly grateful to this woman and really liked her. She had a natural maternal nature. Qinchuan wanted to repay her, so being her adopted son was the best way.
The woman finally nodded and led the way to a room.
He looked at the surrounding pavilions. The woman was the Palace Lord of Pink Palace. She belonged to a large faction and was on the same level as the faction behind Mount Dragon Tiger. However, she was naturally much weaker than the Skydemon Sect …
They walked past a fake mountain and an arch bridge before entering a cave. The moment they entered, they felt a bone-piercing cold.
Qinchuan shivered.
"Chuan 'er, your body hasn't recovered yet. Come back later. This place is filled with ten-thousand-year-old ice," the woman said with concern.
Qinchuan smiled. "Godmother, don't worry. There's nothing wrong with my body."
The woman knew that. After all, she had thought that Qinchuan wouldn't be able to survive. After all, an Emperor-level expert couldn't withstand a single blow from a Nirvana Realm expert.
After walking in, the woman reached out and knocked a few times on the wall. Then, a stone door opened.
It was a stone house surrounded by ten-thousand-year-old ice. In the middle was an ice coffin.
A handsome young man lay inside. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his hair was covered in snow-white frost.
The woman looked at the young man with a gentle expression. Her eyes were filled with love, pity, and heartache.
"When he ran back, I remember very clearly that he was covered in blood. His father's life and death were unknown. In the end, he returned with injuries that couldn't be treated. He only told me to stay in Pink Palace and live well."
The woman's tears fell.
Qinchuan reached out to help her wipe her tears and said softly, "Godmother, it's not difficult for brother to come back to life, but we need some treasures."
The woman was stunned. She looked at Qinchuan and didn't seem to be able to react for a moment. She even suspected that she had misheard what Qinchuan had said.
"Godmother, my medical skills are not bad. To save brother, we need to find the treasure of heaven and earth, the Five Elements Fruit," Qinchuan said.
"Really, Chuan 'er, is what you said true?" The woman's ardent eyes were filled with hope.
"Really, Godmother, can you find the Five Elements Fruit?" Qinchuan asked seriously.
"I know where to find the Five Elements Fruit. I'll go ask for it now." The woman was about to leave.
"Godmother, don't rush. Calm down. Wait, I'll go with you." Qinchuan quickly pulled her back.
The woman shook her head slightly. Her eyes were wet and she had a smile on her face. It was a smile of hope. It was very shallow. As long as there was a trace of hope, she would be happy. She didn't doubt Qinchuan's words because she didn't believe that Qinchuan could save her son.
She just gave herself a trace of hope …
"Godmother, believe me!" Qinchuan held her shoulders and said seriously.