Someone carefully lifted Zhao Yun and hurried toward Changsheng City.
The group followed them to the familiar thatched cottage. Zhou Yunmiao waved his hand. "All of you, leave. Miss Ye, come with me."
Once inside the cottage, Ye Nishang impatiently asked, "Sir, you never do anything meaningless. Since you took my pulse, saving Brother Zilong must have something to do with me."
Zhou Yunmiao spoke frankly. "The key to saving Zhao Yun lies with you, not me. My knowledge was limited. I never knew that the Purple Youshi Orchid, aside from being rich in spiritual energy and mild in nature, also contained the blood essence of a legendary ancient divine dragon."
Ye Nishang was utterly astonished. "What?"
"At the time, an anomaly suddenly appeared in the cottage, triggering a heavenly thunder tribulation, yet it did not strike for a long time. And that was when you woke up. I could never understand it until I took your pulse and confirmed it. You should not have awakened so quickly. You might even have remained unconscious forever. But ancient divine dragon blood essence happened to be inside your body. It forcibly awakened all your potential and dangerously opened your blocked heart meridians. Zhao Yun had originally been beyond saving, with only his last breath remaining. Now, because you possess divine dragon blood essence, you can save him. But..."
Ye Nishang interrupted him. "There is no but. Please save him, sir. Even if it costs me my life, take it."
Zhou Yunmiao waved his hand. "Do not rush. Listen to me first. I know who you are, and I know about the conflict between you and Zhao Yun because of that demon core. To save Zhao Yun, I must use the blood from your heart as the medicinal catalyst. For seven consecutive days,