With Lalan Sister here, even if your arm is broken, she'll fix it for you."Ling Xian looked at the veiled woman;judging by his guess, this should be the so-called Lalan Sister, also Zhu Huizhi’s grandmother.
Previously, he had heard from Zhu Huizhi that her grandmother was named Zhu Yulan.
Although Zhu Yulan wore a veil, the icy aura within her still prevented anyone from looking straight at her;it wasn't directed toward anyone but an inherent quality—icy beauty and saintly hands were fitting nicknames for those who knew her.Zhu Yulan glanced at Ling Xian and said lightly, "This isn’t hard." Hearing Zhu Yulan’s affirmation, Ling Xian was overjoyed.
His greatest hope on this trip was to recover his limbs, and if the blood curses couldn't be resolved, he could only leave it up to fate.Zhu Huizhi also wore a joyful expression as she held Zhu Yulan's hand, talking incessantly in her ear about Ling Xian’s condition, with a particular focus on the mutated green blood and the filth-blood curse.
Afterward, Zhu Yulan frowned slightly and said coldly, "The mutated green blood can be easily resolved, but I have no way of dealing with this filth-blood curse."When they heard the first part, everyone was elated, but when they heard the latter half, their hearts sank again.
If they couldn't solve the blood curses, how would Ling Xian be able to procreate in the future?"Grandmother, is there really no solution?" Zhu Huizhi, seeing Ling Xian's dejected expression, couldn't help pressing her question.Zhu Yulan glanced at her and snorted, "I can’t do it, but that doesn’t mean your grandmother Xia can’t.
Why are you so anxious?"Hearing this, everyone felt a glimmer of hope.
Then, Xia Sanju, the grandmother of Xia Rongrong, said, "Let's go inside first;you’re all tired.
We can discuss anything over dinner." Xia Sanju had already signaled to Ling Xian beforehand that she was the leader of the Jiulu tribe in Sichuan Province and that no one dared to argue with her.Everyone agreed and followed Xia Sanju into a smaller room.
This wooden house was spacious, about three hundred square meters, with elegant furnishings and complete outdoor terraces.
According to Ling Xian’s impression, Sichuan Province shouldn’t have such architecture, but this Jiulu tribe built in the deep mountains couldn't be measured by ordinary standards.After entering the living room, Xia Sanju had people set up a delicious meal for everyone.
They enjoyed their food heartily and talked about what was happening in Shudu during the conversation.
Xia Sanju inadvertently glanced at Ling Xian once or twice.
When Ling Xian felt it, he made no visible reaction on his face.Xia Qingyao briefly recounted her recent encounters, starting from when Ling Xian arrived at Shangshan Hotel and the explosion of the hotpot restaurant, where Feng captured Xia Rongrong.
Later, the Witch Sect retaliated by kidnapping everyone, followed by Yangzi sending people to rescue them, ultimately leading to a large battle between Jiulu tribe and the Witch Sect.
Throughout her narration, Xia Qingyao omitted Ling Xian's acquisition of The Grand Canon of Witchcraft, but despite this, Xia Sanju’s expressions changed.After a while, Xia Sanju sighed, "It was all my carelessness.
If I had arranged more people in Shudu, you wouldn't be so passive." Everyone naturally comforted her again, saying that Jiulu tribe now stood firm in Shudu and the Witch Sect would never dare to act recklessly from now on.Subsequently, Zhu Huizhi finally couldn’t hold back and asked Zhu Yulan for Ling Xian's blood mutation problem, hoping there was a solution.