As expected, Grandma Qin soon smiled, as if she had truly sensed the presence of the dead poison. She then said, "I found it. I'll possess it and use it to rebuild my Dao Fruit. I definitely won't bow my head to fate! So if you see pain on my face later, there's no need to panic!"
He Chenxiang nodded. This was already the best possible outcome. She had lost her own meridians, but at least she could live again. As the saying went, while the green hills remained, there would be no lack of firewood.
But the Ancestor would not simply let such an opportunity to refine pills go to waste. What if Grandma Qin succeeded in possessing the body, but the body's meridians failed to be refined into a pill? So when Grandma Qin began her possession, the Ancestor also activated the pill furnace and decisively began refining a Dao Lineage Pill!
Watching helplessly as Grandma Qin's body rolled about inside the pill furnace, He Chenxiang was terribly worried. I was worried too—what if the pill finished before Grandma Qin completed her possession? That would be awkward.
Fortunately, the instant the pill was completed, a stream of black qi shot up from the cauldron. It seemed Grandma Qin had succeeded. The Ancestor happily seized the pink Dao Lineage Pill and gestured for me to eat it.
I quickly used the Tribulation-Heaven Soul to devour the Dao Lineage Pill and began refining Grandma Qin's Dao Lineage. Having successfully possessed the deadly tether of this life-and-death bond, Grandma Qin had now become a strand of black qi and was searching for somewhere to settle.
He Chenxiang still wanted to reach out and cradle the black qi, but the Ancestor stopped her. "It would be better to find something imbued with