"Next, cultivate here in peace and restore the depleted power of your bloodline," Xiao Xuan said to Xun'er, his tone carrying a note of instruction.
"The energy here is the densest in the Heavenly Tomb. Cultivating here will yield excellent results. I will first deal with those Soul Clan vermin."
Seeing Xun'er nod in agreement, Xiao Xuan said no more. Faint spatial ripples suddenly spread around him, expanding gently like waves across water. In the next instant, his figure gradually faded from where he stood and vanished completely from the hall.
After Xiao Xuan had completely disappeared, Xun'er turned her gaze back to the blood pool. Xiao Ling was still seated cross-legged, the light purple patterns around him rising and falling softly with his breaths as he steadily absorbed the energy within the pool.
She watched quietly for a moment. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with Xiao Ling did she turn and walk to a corner of the hall, sitting cross-legged once more.
With a flick of her fingers, a jade bottle slipped from her sleeve. Xun'er poured out a lustrous medicinal pill and swallowed it. It melted the moment it entered her throat, turning into a gentle stream of energy that flowed through her body and slightly eased the weakness caused by the depletion of her origin.
Time slipped silently through the stillness of the ancient hall like sand through fingers. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
Over that year, Xun'er devoted nearly all her focus to cultivation. The energy at the core of the Heavenly Tomb gathered here like a sea, making this the perfect place for her to replenish her depleted bloodline.
Day after day, as she breathed in and out, the Divine Bloodline within her that had been drained