Terrifying Recovery!

However, just as Bibi Dong was stunned and bewildered by this miraculous effect, Lin Xia's next move terrified her even more!

Lin Xia quickly withdrew her arm, ignoring her still bleeding wound, and carefully and generously smeared the strange blood gushing from her arm, which shimmered with red, blue and gold light, onto Bibi Dong's horribly mangled hands!

"Stop!! Lin Xia!!"

Bibi Dong finally realized what was happening and unleashed an unprecedentedly fierce roar!

The voice was so shrill it almost tore the vocal cords apart, filled with extreme terror, heartache, and rage!

Ignoring the excruciating pain in her hands, she used all her remaining strength to forcefully pull her hands back, disregarding the pain of her torn wounds. At the same time, her right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Lin Xia's bleeding wrist tightly!

A powerful surge of Soul Power instantly erupted from her palm, carrying an irresistible yet gentle force, precisely covering the wound on Lin Xia's arm!

Zi--

A faint sound, like a branding iron hitting water.

Under Lin Xia's astonished gaze, the inch-long wound on his arm began to shrink and heal at a visible speed under the pressure of Bibi Dong's powerful Soul Power!

The blood, shimmering with a divine luster, was instantly stopped. The skin at the edge of the wound twitched rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, only a faint, pinkish new mark remained.

Bibi Dong finished doing all this, her body swayed violently, and her face turned even paler, clearly indicating that this had taken all her energy.

She gasped for breath, her purple eyes fixed on Lin Xia, her expression incredibly complex—a mixture of unfathomable fear and an indescribable emotion.

"You... you wicked disciple!!"

Bibi Dong's voice trembled violently from intense emotions, each word sounding as if squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a chilling coldness.

"Who gave you permission... who gave you permission to hurt yourself like this?! My hand... how much could it possibly be?! That you need to use your own blood to... to..."

She looked at the shallow, rapidly healing mark on Lin Xia's arm, then at her own hands, still menacing and terrifying, but now tinged with a slight tingling sensation from the few drops of blood that had entered her mouth. Her chest heaved violently, and the words stuck in her throat, unable to escape her lips.

That anger was ultimately overwhelmed by an even stronger surge of heartache and lingering fear.

Looking at Bibi Dong's face, which was even paler from excitement, feeling her cold and trembling grip on his wrist, and the complex emotions in her eyes that seemed to devour him, Lin Xia felt a mix of bitterness and grievance, but more than anything, a firm resolve.

"Master..."

Lin Xia's voice was low and stubborn.

"That barrier possesses divine power; ordinary Soul Power simply cannot heal it! Your injury cannot be delayed! My blood is different; I have fused with the Ice-Fire Origin, and also..."

Lin Xia paused for a moment, but did not reveal the secret of the Dragon King True Spirit.

"... My blood contains strong life force and the Ice-Fire Power; it can definitely heal you! It's just a little blood; I'm fine!"

"Just a little blood?!"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rose in pitch, becoming incredibly sharp.

"How old are you?! How much has your body endured?! What do you think your blood is? An inexhaustible resource?! It contains your life essence! Your foundation!! Your vital blood!"

Bibi Dong became more and more excited as she spoke, and the fingers gripping Lin Xia's wrist were trembling.

"I'd rather these hands be ruined than allow you to use this method again!!"

Her tone was firm and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.

Those purple eyes, brimming with tears, now burned with a Lie Yan called "protection," hotter than any rage and heavier than any majesty.

Lin Xia was stunned by this unprecedentedly intense reaction, and at the same time, she truly felt the heavy weight in those words—in her master's heart, his safety far outweighed her own pain, and even surpassed her hands, which were capable of ruling the world.

But isn't this a bit too much of a stretch?

They care about themselves so much, it's almost pathological!

However, after considering that Bibi Dong's personality was inherently this kind of obsessive, it became clear instantly.

However, despite her thoughts, Lin Xia felt relieved when she saw that her blood was still stained with Bibi Dong's hands!

Because at this moment, the shockingly charred and carbonized area on Bibi Dong's hand was quietly melting away, just like snow in spring!

At the edge of the eschar, fresh, healthy, pinkish granulation tissue visibly wriggled and spread, greedily devouring the wounds that represented destruction.

The pale, hard scab covering the gaps in the Burn, representing extreme cold, softened rapidly like thin ice meeting warmth, shedding its cracked and menacing appearance to reveal the vibrant skin Conversion beneath, which was quickly healing.

The stinging pain remained sharp, but an unprecedented, deep-seated tingling sensation, like countless warm and tiny life worms wriggling and repairing deep within the wound, was replacing the excruciating pain of intertwined ice and fire at an unprecedented speed.

Bibi Dong's purple eyes, which were originally filled with shock, anger and fear at Lin Xia's self-harm, were now completely captivated by the strange change coming from her palm.

Incredulously, she slowly raised her hands to her eyes, staring intently at the light mingled with the Four-Colored Light Wheel of Ivysaur and the moonlight.

Those hands once held the power of the Spirit Hall, turning the tides of the continent; elegant yet powerful.

Just moments ago, they were a hellish sight.

Now, the charring is fading, the cracks are healing, and the rolled-up flesh is being gently covered and smoothed by new tissue.

Although it is still far from being fully healed, the visible and vibrant speed of repair has completely overturned Bibi Dong's understanding of injury recovery!

"This... this is..."

Bibi Dong's voice was dry and trembling, carrying an almost dreamlike bewilderment.

She suddenly looked up, her gaze like a tangible probe, locking onto Lin Xia's small face, which still retained a childlike innocence but already showed signs of determination. Deep within her purple eyes was a turbulent storm.

"Xiao Xia... your blood... this... how is this possible?!"

This cannot be explained simply by "having strong vitality"!

The life force contained in this blood, the energy essence that dispelled the backlash of Divine Punishment like ice and fire, made even this Titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the continent feel a tremor and bewilderment deep in her soul.

What unimaginable wonders did this child experience beneath that spring, behind that barrier that severed all her hopes?!

Seeing that Bibi Dong's attention was indeed drawn to the rapid recovery of her hands, Lin Xia felt somewhat relieved.

He met his master's gaze, which was filled with shock and inquiry. His clear eyes did not flinch, but showed only frank concern and a hint of pride, as if he were saying something with his eyes.

See? I told you it would work.

"Master, you really, really don't need to worry about me!"

Lin Xia deliberately spoke in a light and confident tone, trying to dispel the lingering fear and deep-seated apprehension in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"My body is in great Sturdy right now! I know what I'm doing!"

Lin Xia patted her thin but transformed chest, producing a soft sound like the tinkling of gold and jade.

"It's just a little bit of essence and blood, like... like running a long, tiring road, but after resting for two or three days and having a good meal, you can immediately replenish it and be lively and energetic again!"