4384 Borrowing Power From the Good Wind

"Good fortune?"

Leng Rushuang was stunned and asked, "Senior, please explain in detail."

The white-haired ancestor nodded and replied, "I have a way to save Jian Wushuang. I'll use my bloodline as a guide to change his blood and awaken the undying Overlord body. Once Jian Wushuang awakens the undying Overlord body, his life origin will become eternal. He will be truly undying and indestructible. He will naturally be able to live."

"However, I need to remind you that even if you're from the Overlord body clan, the chance of awakening the indestructible Overlord body is only one in ten thousand. Moreover, Jian Wushuang doesn't have the bloodline of the Overlord body yet. If he doesn't succeed in awakening the Overlord body with my bloodline as the guide, I'm afraid he will die immediately."

Then, the white-haired ancestor stopped talking and stared at Leng Rushuang with his bright eyes.

He thought that he had done his best and left the rest to Leng Rushuang.

Leng Rushuang was dazed for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and said gratefully, "Thank you for your advice, senior, but this matter is of great importance. I want to think about it first."

"Naturally."

The white-haired ancestor nodded and smiled. He then got up and left the ice cave, leaving Leng Rushuang to weigh the pros and cons herself.

After the white-haired ancestor left, the ice cave immediately became silent.

Leng Rushuang stood by Jian Wushuang's side. She used her thumb to wipe off the thin layer of frost on Jian Wushuang's face with gentle divine power. She looked lost.

She wanted Jian Wushuang to come back to life, but she was more afraid that the secret method would fail and Jian Wushuang would die and leave her.

Her heart was like a swing, going up and down, with mixed feelings.

"My husband, what do you think I should do..."

Leng Rushuang mumbled to herself and put her head on Jian Wushuang's chest, listening to his weak heartbeat.

Time slowly passed. One day, two days, three days...

The white-haired ancestor had not stepped into the ice cave ever since he came in and said those words that day.

The Overlord came in a few times and wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words. In the end, he just looked at Jian Wushuang silently for a while and then left.

A year had passed.

In this forbidden land of ice and snow, there was no night or day. It was always a vast expanse of white, and it was impossible to distinguish the concept of time.

Leng Rushuang was like a statue. She had forgotten to cultivate and just stood beside Jian Wushuang.

She was struggling in her heart. If she didn't use the secret skill, Jian Wushuang would leave her sooner or later. If she used the secret skill, although Jian Wushuang might wake up and even improve, there was a greater possibility that he would lose his life.

Then, it would be equivalent to her killing her own lover with her own hands.

How could he bear to do this?

Time passed by as she pondered. One day, when she saw Jian Wushuang's hair slowly turning gray, she could no longer hold it in.

"Husband, if you had a choice, I think you would choose to take a gamble, right?"

At this moment, Leng Rushuang thought of many things. She remembered that Jian Wushuang had traveled 3000 miles and fought against millions of people with one sword.

He thought of the countless counterattacks that Jian Wushuang had made!

At this moment, the scale in her heart finally tilted towards the 'secret technique'.

"Husband, if you wake up, it will be a happy ending. But if you fail to wake up and die, I, Leng Rushuang, will just die with you. What's there to be afraid of?"

"I, Leng Rushuang, will go with you to the heavens and the netherworld. I will not regret it even if I die!"

Leng Rushuang's eyes were filled with determination. She took a deep breath and walked out of the ice cave.

Outside the ice cave, the white-haired ancestor was sitting in front of an Ice Lake. He held a bamboo pole and was fishing quietly.

Hearing Leng Rushuang's footsteps, the white-haired ancestor did not turn around. He said lightly, "Little girl, have you made your decision?"

Leng Rushuang nodded and said firmly, "Senior, please use your divine power to save my husband!"

"You really don't regret it?"

"No regrets!"

"Good."

A smile appeared on the white-haired ancestor's face. He shook his fishing rod and stood up.

"Then...let's start."

The white-haired ancestor strode into the ice cave, followed by the Overlord and Leng Rushuang.

"You don't need to come in, just wait for this old master outside."

The Overlord and Leng Rushuang looked at each other and stopped.

The blizzard outside the ice cave was getting stronger and stronger, and it looked like it was going to pour into Liancheng.

The Overlord and Leng Rushuang started to wait quietly.

Inside the ice cave.

The white-haired ancestor stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Jian Wushuang who was lying on the Millennium black ice. He muttered to himself, "The good wind borrows strength, sending me to the clouds. Little guy, this old man has given you this good fortune, but whether you can take it and rise to the top will depend on your own ability."

"Don't disappoint me."

Bang!

In an instant, the white-haired ancestor's body blazed with golden light. His white hair all over his body disappeared, revealing a burly and majestic body.

His eyes were like fire, his qi and blood were vigorous, and his body was shining with golden light, like a golden-armored God of War who stepped out of the Nine Heavens.

The next moment.

He pointed out his index finger and pressed it between Jian Wushuang's eyebrows.

A trace of golden blood came out of his fingertip and entered Jian Wushuang's glabella, which was quickly absorbed.

As the white-haired ancestor's blood essence was absorbed, Jian Wushuang's pale face suddenly turned red and his gray hair turned black again.

In contrast, the white-haired ancestor's burly body slowly shriveled up. His aura, which was as bright as the sun, also gradually diminished.

Seizing the fortune of heaven and earth, reversing life and death, and reconstructing the source of life, how could it be done with just a few drops of blood essence?

The price the white-haired ancestor had to pay was far more than what he had to tell the Overlord!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

Kachaa.

The door of the ice cave opened, and the white-haired ancestor stepped out.

little girl, I have ten creation divine pills here. Give one to Jian Wushuang every other day. As for whether he can wake up or not, it will depend on his fate.

The white-haired ancestor could not hide the exhaustion in his eyes. He waved his hand and took out a Jade bottle.

"Many thanks, senior! My husband and I will never forget senior's kindness!"

Leng Rushuang was overjoyed. She took the Jade bottle and kowtowed to the white-haired ancestor.

"There's no need for that."

The white-haired ancestor shook his head and took a step forward, disappearing before them.

Leng Rushuang did not say much and quickly entered the ice cave.

He saw Jian Wushuang lying on the ice bed. Although he had not woken up, his face was no longer pale, but a little ruddy.

Ten days later, Leng Rushuang took out a longan-sized elixir from the Jade bottle and carefully put it into Jian Wushuang's mouth.

Then, she began to wait for Jian Wushuang's transformation.