After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Chapter 80: From S to Pu!!

Si Jin looked at Shi Yinghan in surprise.

Without further ado, he pointed directly to the unconscious Ning Yue.

"Give me her blood, and I'll save her."

Shi Yinghan immediately looked at Si Jin warily, scrutinizing him.

Si Jin is a demon, and Shi Yinghan guesses that he wants Ning Yue's blood because he is hungry.

So he slashed his own wrist with a sword.

"My blood."

Si Jin turned her face away and scoffed, "No, I only want Ning Yue's blood."

Without saying a word, Shi Yinghan said to Gong Zhi beside him, "Prepare the magic tools and return to the sect immediately."

Si Jin frowned: "Are you sure she can't hold on for that long?"

Yang Fei scoffed, "So you're giving her blood to me without my junior sister's knowledge? That's wishful thinking!"

Gong Zhi released a flying artifact and quickly took Ning Yue up with him.

Si Jin thought for a moment, then followed them upstairs.

Shi Yinghan turned a blind eye and ignored Si Jin.

After all, he caught up just in time, and there were still some questions I wanted to ask him.

—He personally killed his sister, Si Jin, who was the ninth seat of the Demon Clan and the tenth seat of the Demon Clan.

The spaceship is moving at high speed.

Lu Qingyan pointed her sword directly at Si Jin and said coldly, "What do you need Junior Sister's blood for? What way do you have to save her?"

at the same time--

Song Yishi walked silently behind Si Jin.

The attack talisman was hidden behind his back.

Si Jin gently rolled her eyes and tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"Don't be wary of me. If I really wanted to take advantage of Ning Yue, all of you combined wouldn't be a match for me."

Yang Fei mimicked him, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"I don't know if you've heard, but the flying magical artifacts of major sects are equipped with restrictions imposed by the Grand Elders. Even a Great Demon can't gain any advantage from them."

Si Jin's expression seemed to freeze for a moment.

Duan Huailin fiddled with it nearby for a while.

A chilling aura suddenly appeared, pressing down firmly on Si Jin.

Si Jin broke out in a cold sweat instantly and gritted his teeth.

Song Yishi's talismans floated in front of him as he coldly questioned, "What method do you have to save Junior Sister?"

What else can we do? Of course, we'll drink it!

Si Jin's hidden demonic energy slowly seeped out, but he still didn't intend to speak.

"Give me her blood, and I will save her."

Yang Fei gritted his teeth, extremely annoyed.

"At the very least, you have to tell me how to save Junior Sister. Otherwise, how can I trust you with her blood? What if you use it recklessly?"

"Many forbidden techniques involve using the opponent's blood. Who knows what you might do to your junior sister!"

Blood is still very important.

Forming bonds with spirit beasts, forming bonds with magical artifacts, using high-difficulty spells, and even some sealed forbidden techniques...

They all need blood.

The first few are fine, but the last one is the most dangerous.

If something really happens, not only will the sea of consciousness be damaged, but even life itself could be lost.

After all, if Si Jin were hungry, she certainly wouldn't be so picky about food; she would be willing to accept anyone's blood.

But if Si Jin only wants Ning Yue's blood, then her intentions are definitely not so simple.

……

The argument here is fierce.

Shi Yinghan and her group were unwilling to give blood to Si Jin in such an ambiguous manner, but due to Ning Yue's physical condition, they had no choice but to continue to negotiate.

Si Jin refused to reveal his intention to obtain Ning Yue's blood, insisting that he would not save her without it.

Xiaohua was getting annoyed and irritated.

It bounced around on Ning Yue and entered the consciousness space.

Inside the library, Ning Yue was fast asleep, or rather, unconscious.

She lay on the cold ground.

Apart from the original books in the library, everything else that Ning Yue conjured up disappeared completely when Ning Yue fell into a coma.

There wasn't even a blanket.

Xiao Hua frowned and squatted down next to Ning Yue.

Her consciousness was severely injured, and she subconsciously entered the consciousness space.

The consciousness space can alleviate the damage to her sea of consciousness to some extent.

But it takes a lot of time.

Xiaohua glanced at the empty and deserted library.

We can't wait that long.

Little Flower called out, "Little Grass, come here for a second."

The little grass ran to the little flower's side.

"Just do some simple repairs, let her wake up for a bit, and then go outside to say a few words."

The little grass nodded, understanding what the little flower wanted to do.

The leaves of two flowers gently covered Ning Yue's forehead.

A dazzling white light appeared.

The halo grew larger and larger.

Until it enveloped Ning Yue's entire body.

The warm white light receded from Ning Yue's body, shrinking into a dense white mass, and entered Ning Yue's body from between his eyebrows.

Ning Yue felt like her head was about to explode.

He struggled to open his eyes, supporting himself on the cold ground with one hand.

I was shocked: "Where's my big, thick mattress? Where's my soft leather sofa?"

Xiaohua: "..."

"That's the first thing you said after waking up?"

Ning Yue lay on the ground for a while to recover, then placed the small flowers and grass in her hands.

"What's going on? When did I enter the consciousness space?"

"You overused your power, damaged your sea of consciousness, and automatically entered the consciousness space," Xiaohua said.

"I see," Ning Yue glanced at the empty space again, "Did these things disappear because my power was insufficient to sustain them?"

"That's right," Xiaohua said. "That little demon outside wants your blood right now, but your senior brother won't give it to you."

"You want my blood?" Ning Yue asked, puzzled.

"Hmm," Little Flower said nonchalantly, waving her leaves. "He said he'd save you if you gave him blood."

Ning Yue snorted coldly: "Getting greedy again, huh? Why is he so interested in my blood? What would happen if I didn't give it to him?"

Xiao Hua: "If I don't help you repair your sea of consciousness, you won't become a cripple, but you'll probably remain in a coma for another three to five years."

Three to five years?!

Shi Yinghan was worried that Ning Yue wouldn't be able to hold out until he returned to the sect.

But Ning Yue has a conscious space that will slowly help her repair herself, so she won't be ruined halfway through.

However, even if Ning Yue returned to his sect, the Fusang Sect was unable to repair such severe damage.

He will still fall into a coma.

"—Xiaocao and I provided you with some energy, enough to sustain you for a few seconds outside. Do you want to give the blood to Sijin? Go outside and tell him yourself."

Ning Yue: "..."

She's only been here a few months; what would happen if she remained in a coma for another three to five years?!

Ning Yue made a decisive decision: "Give him his blood, let him repair my sea of consciousness."

Xiao Cao whispered from the side, "But who knows what Si Jin wants to do with the blood? What if..."

Ning Yue knew this was possible.

But she holds Si Jin's soul contract.

This is the greatest guarantee.

Ning Yue immediately said, "Send me out, and I'll have my senior brother give him my blood."

Xiao Hua nodded.

A flash of white light—

Ning Yue's figure disappeared within the consciousness space.

at the same time--