It merely lay coiled there in silence, its body radiating vast, gentle, and incomparably pure vitality, like a mother who embraced all things and nurtured her children.
Sure enough, just as that thought surfaced in Jingliu's heart, the dragon-shaped plant stopped growing and instead slowly curled inward. The vibrant Ambrosial Arbor branches forming its body began to lose their luster at a visible rate, eventually weathering and collapsing as though they had endured tens of millions of years.
In the place where it vanished, only a Vidyadhara egg remained—roughly the height of a person, translucent, with a gentle sheen flowing across its surface.
Through the crystalline eggshell, they could clearly see a Foxfolk woman curled up within. She had a tall, graceful figure, beautiful features, and tightly closed eyes, immersed in the deepest slumber.
Although Qianyi had specifically added holy light to conceal parts of her body, that posture was identical to the dear friend Jingliu remembered from centuries ago—the woman who had once soared through the skies with her, laughing brightly.
There was no doubt about it.
That was Bai Heng.
"The more I use it, the more refined my Dragon Transformation Method becomes." Qianyi looked at Bai Heng, who was about to hatch, and sighed over his improved technique.
When he had revived people with the Dragon Transformation Method before, he had needed to add the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu and the Outer Path — Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique. Only by combining all three could he achieve a true resurrection.
Though any cost was worth paying for a technique that could shatter the boundary between life and death, Qianyi felt that a skill with overly complicated steps and excessive consumption was not a qualified wheelchair.
So, as his proficiency increased, he could now simplify it to the