Chapter 103: Water of Life

  Bian Lai saw Qi Te's uneasy expression, Long Er's heart was secretly listening to his grandfather's words, and his small face suddenly fell, revealing a flustered look: "Grandfather, what did my mother say? What did she ask?"

  Qī zi sī saw the little ancestor's flustered appearance, and a triumphant smile spread across his face as he stroked his beard, saying: "Lass, confess honestly, where have you been running off to these past few days?"

  "I didn't go there! I've been practicing magic in the mountains for days!" Long Er said with a solemn expression.

  "Practicing magic?" Zites's face showed an expression identical to Long Ziyuan's. Her face clearly read: "I don't believe it."

  Long'er saw Qierci's expression and immediately ran to her side, hugging her arm and coquettishly said: "Grandpa, what Long'er said is true, Long'er has been working hard to cultivate."

  "It's unbelievable that you're only at the level of a Law Saint now. If you had really worked hard, you probably would have reached the realm of a Law God long ago."

  In her heart, Zite secretly scolded, knowing that Long'er was the darling of all the spiritual tribe, and if she focused on cultivating, the spiritual tribe would spare no expense to give her the best treasures. But this girl was lazy, only knowing how to play and bully others.

  Long'er looked at Qierci with an expression of disbelief, and after a brief stare, Long'er's originally spoiled face fell, revealing a pitiful and pleading expression as he coaxed: "Alright, I'll tell Grandpa! But Grandpa must promise to keep it a secret for me, otherwise, I won't tell you!"

  Zi Tuo saw Long Er defeated and a joyful expression appeared on his old face, revealing the smile of an old rascal. He smiled and said: "Well, speak!"

  "Grandfather, it's like this, the other day, I..." Long'er's eyebrows danced as she recounted her experience of saving herself, but she ignored Qierci's solemn expression.

  Long'er waited until he finished speaking, only then did he realize that his grandfather's face looked very bad, so he asked cautiously: "Grandfather, what's wrong?"

  Qī tè sī slightly furrowed her brow, and then her face returned to its usual smiling expression: "Lóng ér, you said that when you saw him, he only had a thread of breath left?" "En."

  "Long'er, can you take Grandfather to meet this person?" Qites asked in a negotiating tone, because at this moment his heart was full of doubts. To know that the four weeks of the Elf tribe were protected by the previous generation of Elf kings who exhausted their lives and laid down a boundary to protect this only vein. When the Elf king laid down this boundary, he also died due to exhaustion of his magic power. It is worth noting that the Elf king was originally a Zhongshen cultivator, and even if an opponent of the same level came under unclear circumstances, they would not be able to enter the Elf tribe. So how did this young man come in?

  Long'er heard his grandfather say that. His face paused slightly, then he raised his small head and stared at Qite Si, as if trying to see something from the old man's face.

  "Will it work?" Zither asked with a faint smile on her face, because this matter was of great importance. If this person had come to the Spirit Clan with ulterior motives, she wouldn't mind taking action once for the sake of the Spirit Clan's survival. After all, this concerned the life and death of the entire Spirit Clan, and they couldn't afford to be careless.

  "En." Long'er let out a long sigh and said: "Alright, Grandpa you must promise me, don't tell my mom about this under any circumstances."

  Qī zi sī saw Lóng ér agree to take herself to see that person, suddenly felt relieved, and quickly responded: "Good, one word is settled"

  The dragon child stretched out his finger and said: "Come on, hook your fingers together"

  "Hooking fingers?" Zite's face showed a crying and laughing expression, thinking that as the great elder of the Spirit Clan, he actually had to hook fingers with a little girl, was his character really so untrustworthy?

  Long'er saw Qierci's hesitant look, withdrew the small finger that had stretched out, and revealed an angry expression on his face: "Don't want to? Then forget it, I'll go back to the palace."

  "Alright, alright, my little ancestor! I'll make a deal with you, okay?"

  "Heh heh." Long'er turned his head around, and on his face was an obvious fox-like smile of having caught food.

  "This is almost it, forget it, Long'er won't mind, after all Grandpa is the best to Long'er"

  Qī tiě sī heard Lóng ér's words, and was so angry that she almost spat out blood. This little girl had clearly taken advantage of her, yet still managed to look like the victim. It was truly infuriating! Qī tiě sī really couldn't help but want to split open this little girl's skull to see how it grew, sweat!

  After Zither finished combing her fingers, she saw Long'er sitting leisurely on the ground, sipping his own brewed Hundred Flower Tea, and asked: "Can we leave now?"

  "Where did you go? Where are you going?" Long'er looked at Qierci with a puzzled expression, as if asking where she was going.

  "Yikes!" A few black lines immediately appeared on Zite's forehead, feeling like a group of crows flying over her head, making "Wah wah wah!" sounds.

  Long'er saw this divine appearance of Qizhi, and his originally puzzled expression quickly changed into a fox-like smile: "Grandpa, are you thinking of seeing that person?"

  Zi Tuo saw Long Er's familiar smile and felt a little nervous in her heart, but she still honestly replied: "En."

  "Ah ah." Long'er cleared his throat, a sly smile spreading across his face as he said slowly and deliberately: "Grandfather, this human was rescued by me at great effort, so you should go see him! This is easy to say, but shouldn't you pay some price for it?"

  "What's the price?" Zite's old face was stunned, and a ominous premonition surged up in his heart.

  "En en" Long'er's little head nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at grain, and a cute smile appeared on his face. He hugged Zite's arm and coquettishly said: "Grandpa, you don't know! This time, Long'er used over ten drops of Life Water to save that person! Long'er has used up all the Life Water he had saved for fifty years! Can you bear to see Long'er without any Life Water to cultivate with? Wuuu...

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  Zi Tuo Si heard Long Er say this and her originally vigilant face suddenly changed to shock, shouting: "What? You... you..."

  Long'er saw Qite's stuttering tone, saw his old face turning red, and it seemed that he was furious, so he lowered his voice to comfort him: "Grandpa, don't get excited, don't get excited, your body is important! Take your time to talk, don't rush, don't rush."

  "What the hell!" Zite finally burst out, bursting out a swear word, with a dark face staring at Long'er, as if he was about to eat him up.

  Long'er saw her grandfather's expression for the first time, and was so frightened that she hastily retreated a few steps. Her eyes immediately turned red and moist, and a layer of mist rushed up to her eyes.

  Zi Tese regretted his harsh words after seeing Long'er's tearful expression, and he couldn't help but soften. He sighed and said: "Long'er, don't you know how hard it is to come by the Water of Life? The remaining stock is already insufficient, and your quota every fifty years was saved up for you by your mother."

  Long'er heard Qierci say this and said with grievance: "That thing is dead, but people are alive! Besides, as long as there's Grandpa Life every fifty years, won't it still drip down?"

  Zi Tuo heard Long Er's words, and a hint of bitter smile appeared on his old face. Finally, with a helpless expression, he said: "Long Er, actually, your grandfather's life force was unable to provide us with the Water of Life for cultivation fifty years ago. Originally, I didn't want to tell you this, but now that things have come to this point, it's better if I do."

  "What? How is this possible? Then why would my life force be so abundant?" Long'er's eyes widened in shock, her face revealing an expression of disbelief, as if what she had just heard was like a fairy tale.

  "Silly girl, do you think it's just your mother's share that you get to cultivate? In fact, there is also a share from the Great Elder, and each of the other nine Elders has half a share allocated." A sigh came from outside the pavilion.

  "Ah!" Zither heard this familiar voice and hastily saluted the approaching person, saying: "Zither has seen Her Majesty the Empress."

  Long Ziyuan slightly raised his hand and said: "Elder Qi is too polite, no need for formalities."

  "Mom, when did you come?" Long Er's face showed a nervous look.

  "Girl, take me to see that human and find out what he's really capable of. He actually got my daughter to use the Water of Life to save him."

  "But, mom." "Take me with you." Long Ziyuan's tone was very firm.

  "Oh!" Long'er pouted and walked out of the attic.

  At this moment, in a cave behind the Spirit Clan's mountain, Leng Xianyao's entire body emitted a layer of pale golden light. A powerful life force within him was circulating back and forth, constantly repairing the injuries to his internal organs, and along with it, the power of his soul began to stir.

  "It's indeed the water of life! It actually has such a powerful healing function." Leng Xiao Yao thought to himself as he lay on his bed.

  After more than ten minutes, the life force inside Leng Xian's body had already healed all his injuries to seven layers. However, the remaining life force remained still and motionless inside Leng Xian's body, seemingly like a lost child.

  At this moment, a strange phenomenon occurred. The soul force that was originally repairing the life force suddenly became ferocious and launched a strong attack on the life force that was stagnant inside the Cold Qiao's body. The life force that was quietly staying in the Cold Qiao's dantian seemed to have sensed the evil intention of the soul force and immediately counterattacked, and the two different forces began to engage in a fierce battle in the Cold Qiao's dantian.

  "Ah!" A mournful cry escaped from Leng Xiao Yao, his entire body began to roll about on the bed, curled up like a cooked shrimp as if he was enduring immense pain. The bed creaked with repeated thuds.

  Wow! Finally caught up with Chapter 3, will upload it for the doctors to see immediately. Today's update is three chapters and 10,000 words. Haven't even had dinner yet, and now I have to code again to upload the old book. Please vote, throw all your votes at me! Haha! Thanks, Coffee! To know what happens next, please wait for the next chapter!