Seeing Feng Xiaotian cut his finger, Shui Bing'er grew extremely anxious. She truly did not want to see Feng Xiaotian cultivate an Immortal Herb for her in this way.
One drop, two drops, three drops.
Several drops of blood fell in succession, yet the Ice Water Narcissus seemed to show no reaction at all. There was not the slightest change.
Shui Bing'er hurriedly stopped him.
"Brother Tian, stop quickly. Don't waste any more of your blood."
"Wait a little longer. Perhaps it needs some time."
Unable to dissuade Feng Xiaotian, Shui Bing'er could only let him continue bleeding.
Feng Xiaotian felt somewhat uneasy.
Logically speaking, the blood in my body should be like the spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. It should be useful to plants. Where exactly is the problem?
As Feng Xiaotian pondered this, he suddenly came to a realization.
Without hesitation, he cut open the index finger of his right hand as well, letting blood drip from both index fingers onto the Ice Water Narcissus at the same time.
A strange scene unfolded.
Nourished by Feng Xiaotian's blood, the Ice Water Narcissus trembled. Its branches and leaves began to change, a faint light blue gradually blending into their emerald green. Fine icy-blue patterns also appeared across its flawless white petals.
The chill it emitted seemed to grow even denser.
"Bing'er, it's changing. This proves my blood is useful to it."
"Yes, I see it too."
Seeing that Feng Xiaotian had no intention of stopping, Shui Bing'er felt heartache for him.
"Brother Tian, you've already lost a lot of blood. Let's stop here for today. Besides, I'm not in any hurry to have it."
"Mm, it seems it can't absorb that much blood all at once."
Feng Xiaotian felt it as well. Turning the