"Cough cough"
Just as Xingxiu was dazedly stroking Hun Changqing's face, the Ancient Emperor Chenxing couldn't bear to watch any longer. He felt the scene before him was too much for this old man to bear, and couldn't help but cough twice at Xingxiu.
Upon hearing the Ancient Emperor Chenxing's cough, Xingxiu's fair cheeks instantly turned red. She was somewhat at a loss and hurriedly said,
"Ancestor..."
"Alright, this kid won't wake up anytime soon. You don't need to hold him like this. Put him aside for now. Your matter is more important."
The Ancient Emperor Chenxing waved his hand at Xingxiu and said impatiently. Xingxiu thought about her current situation and nodded thoughtfully. After gently placing Hun Changqing on the ground, she slowly got up and looked at the Ancient Emperor Chenxing.
"Your bloodline is now destroyed. Although the earthen jar I left you can gradually repair it, judging from your condition, your bloodline has been damaged twice. Your foundation is unstable. Even if the earthen jar is miraculous, it will be difficult to completely repair your bloodline."
Xing Su's heart trembled upon hearing this. Before, when her bloodline was damaged, she hadn't paid much attention to it, believing that with the earthen jar, it would eventually recover. Therefore, all her attention was focused on Hun Changqing.
Now, Chenxing Ancient Emperor's words were hard for Xing Su to accept. Her fists clenched tightly as she looked at Hun Changqing lying on the ground beside her, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions.
"What, regretting it? It's not too late to kill him now. He has no power to resist at all. You only need to lift a finger, and he will never wake up again."
Chenxing Ancient Emperor looked at Xing Su's complex expression with a playful expression and teased her.
Xingxiu shook her head upon hearing this, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.
"Ancestor, please don't tease me. If I really wanted to kill him, I wouldn't have stopped you just now. I'm just a little melancholy. I really didn't expect to have my bloodline destroyed twice. Maybe this is really my fate,"
Xingxiu said with a touch of self-deprecation.
"Hmph,"
Emperor Chenxing snorted coldly upon hearing this, but he wasn't surprised by Xingxiu's attitude. He knew very well how important Hun Changqing was to his bloodline descendant. The reason he teased Xingxiu was simply because he couldn't stand that Xingxiu still cared so much about Hun Changqing, the culprit who had caused her so much suffering.
"Alright, you don't need to put on this act. You care so much about this kid, I wonder if he'll appreciate it. Well, it's ultimately your own business. I won't interfere anymore. What I said earlier was that the earthen jar could no longer help you restore your bloodline, but I never said I couldn't help you restore your bloodline." After a soft hum, the Ancient Emperor Chenxing spoke to Xingxiu again. Upon hearing this, Xingxiu's previously somewhat lost expression instantly hardened, a glint of excitement flashing in her eyes.
She was an extremely strong-willed person, valuing her cultivation immensely. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen not to rely on the blessings left by her ancestor and wait for death after her battle aura dissipated, but instead, with a death-defying resolve, she resolutely left her clan to seek opportunities.
Just now, upon hearing that her bloodline might not be able to be restored, Xingxiu felt incredibly distressed, thinking that after so many years of effort, she had returned to square one.
This gave her a sense of powerlessness and exhaustion, but it was merely a fleeting melancholy. Compared to the indescribable despair she felt at the moment Hun Changqing was about to die, the inability to restore her bloodline was nothing.
After all, this time the bloodline was damaged, it only meant a slight loss of talent. Activating the bloodline power wasn't as formidable as before, but it wasn't like the last time, where she couldn't even cultivate, and her cultivation even regressed.
She was confident in herself, believing she could advance to the Dou Sheng level without relying on her bloodline. As for Dou Di, Xing Su hadn't even considered it. Even the powerful Soul Clan Chief—Soul Emperor—was stuck at the threshold of Dou Di, desperately seeking but unable to attain it. Xing Su didn't think she could compare to the current Soul Clan Chief.
Therefore, the damage to her bloodline only lowered her ceiling slightly; she lost a trump card that could instantly boost her strength, but it wasn't enough to make her despair. True despair would come if Soul Changqing really died.
She couldn't imagine what she would become after Soul Changqing's death. Such days would be torture and torment for her every moment, just like when Soul Changqing was refining the Yin Soul Banner in the secret chamber, and she was alone in the room, suffering immense pain.
However, upon hearing her ancestor say that it could help her recover, Xing Su instantly became excited. Although the importance of her own bloodline power could not compare with that of Hun Changqing at the moment, it was still extremely important to Xing Su. Xing Su quickly ignored the sarcastic words of Chenxing Ancient Emperor about Hun Changqing and excitedly asked Chenxing Ancient Emperor in a somewhat incoherent manner,
"Ancestor! Really... really?"
"Hmph, would I lie to a junior like you?"
Chenxing Ancient Emperor was somewhat dissatisfied with Xing Su's doubt and snorted lightly. Xing Su's expression was somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this. Chenxing Ancient Emperor's words had shocked her too much, making her somewhat disbelieving. The joy of regaining what she had lost made her somewhat slip of the tongue.
"My departure from the Soul Clan was due to an accident, and it was very rushed. I wasn't able to make sufficient preparations. Although our lineage was strong at the time, our numbers were ultimately too small, and we were bound to decline in the future."
"Therefore, before leaving the clan, I completely drained the bloodline essence of three disciples with divine-grade bloodlines, refined them, and transformed them into the purest bloodline essence. They were all born with divine-grade bloodlines after I became an Emperor, and their bloodline essence is extremely similar to mine."
"And you are a descendant of my bloodline. These three bloodline essences are perfectly compatible with you. If you can refine all three bloodline essences, it won't just be a restoration to your former level of bloodline, but a leap to the highest-grade divine-grade bloodline power comparable to that of the direct descendants whose bloodline was closest to mine when I first became an Emperor!"